Enough failed attempts at Beauty
to declare, are these unique responses
to specific questions? How can he fit
a family on a mortgage?
How can he live on earth,
and what can he not afford?
What can he not afford?
How can he look like somewhere else?
Grace in the form, in front of a lawn in front,
our stucco sophisticated. To be. To be.
All those glittering glass plates.
Connoisseurs want sheets and surfaces,
wood reminiscent of wood
before the killing. Again,
but this time further east, with feeling.
What is the sum of 11 and 9:
It's your turn! Move into the poem. Renovate it. Knock down its walls. Put your spin on it. Make it your own.