It's impossible, isn't it?To fit our bed,a TV that's too big (and too expensive).Mortgage? (Literally: "Death pledge."How much earth?
Places fall apart of their own accord. We left them, once.Can you recall?It's for the better now (or for the best).
What is the sum of 7 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.