Line of Force How much tension can a country bear When a chain born in curiosity Raised in love And cemented by fear and pain Holds two hearts taut in its grip? Does anyone look at a map And in a certain light Glimpse the truth? That between Toronto and Vancouver is a line of force Physically non-existent yet palpably real A testament to a myriad of possibilities Collapsed into an eventuality Which like a black hole from a dying star Pierces the veil of time I am drawn to its focal point, which doesn't exist (a circle has no end unless you steal its centre) A former future which died in the winter cold And I'm reminded of the time when my anger Drew back time's curtains long enough to see A glass shatter and a boy scream By Title By Chronology By Category
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