wayfarers

the men of the observatory, the black-suit men,
the astronomists and astrophysicists: they all fell silent
puzzled, wondering, because their chalky theorems,
their lenses and machinery, had failed them.

who possessed that secret window to the world,
that audacity, that accidental genius?

who was it that had rearranged all the constellations
into the shapes of animal crackers?




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Wandrers Nachtlied (Wayfarer's Night Song)
photoshop7 + stock elements + vintage papers
if anything used here belongs to you, please leave me a message, thankyou~

just trying out this style, it feels good.