Not failed attempts at beauty
or stating, they are unique answers
to specific questions. How can I fit
my family into my genitals?
How can I live on the land
allotted? What can't I afford?
How to emulate the look
of elsewhere, to be of.
Grace in the form of a front lawn,
make stucco sophisticated.
All those glittering bits of glass.
Connoisseurs prefer sheets and
reflective surface, wood that reminds
of wood before its felling. Once more,
this time further east, with feeling.
What is the sum of 11 and 7:
It's your turn! Move into the poem. Renovate it. Knock down its walls. Put your spin on it. Make it your own.