The Last Town in Ontario

we've been on this road that's buried by two feet of snow since dawn since dawn we've stopped a dozen times so far i haven't seen a single car for hours for hours save the ones in unmarked roadside resting places waiting there we've many miles yet to go through every inch of fallen snow to the last town in ontario but we're still stuck somewhere outside of dresden each tree marks one more metre gained but i'm not sure the way this time this time through glasses i no longer strain to read the names of towns of towns i had forgotten years ago somehow this province has grown strange to me as if the past we shared those years ago was just a dream we've many miles yet to go through every inch of fallen snow to the last town in ontario but we're still stuck somewhere outside of dresden but maybe it's just that we are together baby which propels us towards forever

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