Anthony Ward Poems

I pass through smiles untouched
Avoiding grasping eyes
Laughter cracks like alien vowels
Desolate as forsaken thighs
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I soak up all you give me
Words and sweat and love
I am the sponge that never dries
The multipersonal man
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Long distance friendships
Cards at Christmas
The rattle in the closet
Dust on the keyboard
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There is no point at which the years crush
The on rush does not prevent a tantalising glimpse
Of unattained desires
Beyond the campfirles
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