Toronto. booming city o
As soon as the sun shines. I’m yours forever.
all of your sprawling plain-ness
In all your cultural uniqueness
your idiosyncratic wandering paths
your backyard decay peeping through the alleys
your dead ends
the sound of your wildlife
and the remains
keep keeping on. row upon row, walk slowly as the hammer falls repeatedly in the distance.
Above: I liked the wimpy, tethered watermelon balloon. I only noticed the cat today while re-watching.
Below: arrrrrgg My home is a castle if I say so.