From the Past
Disuniting each golden silken strand
from an antique tapestry,
then gently setting them aside
An ole' brush is lifted from a bureau,
consumed by silver strands of pilus.
Thread & hair
intricately
interwoven into a
magnificent object-d-art,
now adorns a chair of
satin splendor,
like a laciniate leaf from
slivers of antiquities.
Priceless treasures
brought to light as tender
tiny stitches
collectively fashion
gold and silver of
foregone times.
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