a tiny hill, hillock
busy
among the mountains and hills ....with doors
with the fondness of buildings upon its small top
almost like gargoyles on a spire
its' clocktower, its walls and colonnades
they cannot be in the land of the tent
except they are
looking
upon the grasses of the rolling sea
where rocks are fishes rather then islands
orderliness
of great disorder
a written mediocreum of sense...
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