Inspiration:
Probably geeking out about physics.
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and pastels.
phast Foton
I took a beam of light
And chopped it with an ax
Searching for a photon
Dancing in parallax.
But I think I must’a missed it,
Cause there weren’t nothing there
But a newly broken block
And an echo in the air.
Dad said I gotta swing faster,
So faster and faster I swung,
But sadly I never hit it.
Hey look, my chores are done!