Andrew Sparkes' gallery

Embittered Lost and floating Within the brink of bloating I’m Rotating 45 miles higher Thus I don't believe you, Have cracked the chain that, You ponder in an eventful strain No reason why you’d catch yourself Other than to ease, what you abst…

Set aside a light, i want to see truth. What am i here if not light

Satellite city, the recluse, feel me. Everybody feels the strain here, save them if you have the money Change them and their view, from looking right into left Everybody taste the pain that stains the corner, 10 cents a piece, says the old man smoki…

Restoration a change in direction A hopeless encounter leaves me still Colossal dragging of feet, bareback junkies meet A hopeless encounter leaves me ill No-body like’s to lose their still small voice

Standing in mids of completeness Circled within lifes own view Six stars bekon me to follow in sand stained footprints 30 pleats of cloth hang drying in summers blue skys Hardened by the lact of moisture Who am i ?