Tectonic Overtures and Feats of Movement

Equations for sallow land masses dictated the last mountain's distance as an unbroken horizon. Our night configures itself. This is Bridgeland. The perfect home eternally between. A place abridged. Toronto grows more into memory; a solid nostalgia manifests and thick slices of moonlight are here to return along those same long lines, to rediscover. Logic struggles under the burden of reality. Life taking its time to be seen. Cover your head with the falling traumas. We could shuffle our locations over, buckle the land and be here. As we move now, the cities between us disappear into the night.