This Future

Like spindled glass, remnants filter in timeless twine, Peaceful moments - retrieve the silence, Like new velvet stockings, ladders await. Time itself fraught, with abandon abate... Yet nestled high, marooned with intrigue, Time still time, in search origin with trace. Times silky sands neath craggy rocks, every rain drop accounted? every snowflake free? remnants filter in timeless twine, Time retires countless moments, With our memoirs we agree to disagree. We selvedge our past tenths, The lucrative lessons we behold, Our well worn velvet stockings, few ladders some bereft, This future has unfold, remnants filter in timeless twine, Time retires countless moments... Time retires Time...