You could move home for reflection.
Loan specific wood to unique questions.
Fit your grace into a forest of glitter.
And who can afford to look abstract?
Make your own lawn out of stucco blocks
and veneer the trees flat. A little more.
Attempt a sophisticated equation.
Become a better city.
What is the sum of 8 and 11:
It's your turn! Move into the poem. Renovate it. Knock down its walls. Put your spin on it. Make it your own.