"to the east? A little more?"I can't see the trees forthe citythe reflection
All that glittersblocks the surfacethe home
How do I make it less abstract?
How do I make me?the loan
Make dolooking like elsewherethe allocatedthe equation
What can I not afford?the beauty?the unique?
Stucco sopthisticatedYou could always moveto a (better) forest
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.