Aurelio Farthing

Deeper past, goodbye years

Time flies, life is short, rushing through a narrow tunnel, whitewashing, simply leaving, alternating faces, the only constant is memory. Deeper past events, farewell years, duckweed dispersal, lingering temperature of fallen flowers, yellowed first window, long-lost people, unforgettable things, the wind comes and goes, listening to the wind and counting the rain, only waiting for aftertaste.