Dark Sparrow

By Vincent Van Zandvoort | Poetry / Prose | 22 Apr 2021

Dark Sparrow

Why am I afraid?
I ask myself too late.
Like I always am.
Pretending I’m your man.

Heaven holds a place.
But first awaits a grave.
Most people have no clue.
I am here because of you.

I live in my own world.
Just as real as your soul.
The one solution I can see.
Is to save us all from me.

This flight is mine alone to catch.
Say goodbye to fear and love.
Deus ex machina.
What comes down from up above.

Every creature dies alone.
The rabbit’s back for more.
Through the tunnel towards the gun.
Flood, time, cellar door.

Phonaesthetics for the ear.
The last twenty-eight days of fear.
Go to bed, you've done your best.
You'll come in first by ending last.

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Vincent Van Zandvoort

As an author and a musician, I craft short stories, songs, poetry, and prose across various genres. My work delves into themes of disappointment, confusion, betrayal, corruption, grief, sacrifice, friendship, loyalty, and the boundless nature of love.

Poetry / Prose

As an author and a musician, I craft short stories, songs, poetry, and prose across various genres, including science fiction, fantasy, supernatural, thriller, horror, and drama. My work delves into themes of disappointment, confusion, betrayal, corruption, grief, sacrifice, friendship, loyalty, and the boundless nature of love. Here, you’ll find something that resonates with everyone.

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