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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare


Anthony tends to fidget with his thoughts in the hope of laying them to rest. He has managed to lay them in a number of establishments, including, Jerry Jazz Musician, Synchronized Chaos, Literary Yard, Oddball, Shot Glass Journal and Ariel Chart.

Anthony Ward

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Me as I

I am Chopin's Nocturne when the world's at ease outside the window,
I'm the bookshelf behind me,
Filled with closed books, all read and re-read and not read at all.
I'm the cigarette I last smoked before I called it a day last year,
I'm the drink I drank, half drunk on the couch,
Swelling my stomach as I look up to the ceiling,
I'm the memories drifting by, like clouds in the yellow stains,
My past insomnia caught up in the shapes,
I'm the silence I heard when I wasn't listening,
I'm these words I write when nobody's read them.