On Houses Uphill (On a Crossroad)

Where there are roads

Criscrossing and sloping,

There are houses uphill

Seen one evening downhill

The horizon, since it's dark

Shows a picturesque view

Of what connecting abodes

Show for me and you.

We are interconnected.

Yes, like gulls that lark:

They dance in midair, smiling

Down here, they're dead!

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