voidsparrow : Writing

all he really wants

all he really wants

A Poem by voidsparrow


inspiration from ray bradbury and james tate here.
moon child

moon child

A Poem by voidsparrow


far away and too close
courage perhaps?

courage perhaps?

A Poem by voidsparrow


there is a fine line between courage and stupidity.
an apology a day late

an apology a day late

A Poem by voidsparrow


the reality is that such an apology must be kept a day late. i will forever respect those of you out there who understand this.
the seventh sense is for days like this

the seventh sense is for days like this

A Poem by voidsparrow


im not telling you, read the damn thing
staring at the sky

staring at the sky

A Poem by voidsparrow


summer does things to me sometimes
HANDS!

HANDS!

A Poem by voidsparrow


a poem about the miracle of having ten fingers to work with
inebriation lubrication

inebriation lubrication

A Poem by voidsparrow


just a silly poem about being drunk.
personification of the mundane by the tired and complicated

personification of the mundane by the tired and co..

A Poem by voidsparrow


just a bunch of words about stuff
always use the buddy system

always use the buddy system

A Poem by voidsparrow


a poem about a guy trapped in the dark