Big boxy houses far ahead of your
time; unabashed ugliness forsages
a new retail style - the big boxy store -
Mass-produced dwellings, blank pages
in a library full of dreamers' books
whose lives imprint their hopes upon the walls
with landed gentry fantasies; "let's look
like we belong," they whisper in these halls
of wall-to-wall polyester.
sold out our big, draughty old-timer house
for two floors of newer wallpaper-clad
Burnaby mediocrity. Thus roused
from comfort, I fled the new family scheme,
searching ever since for a self-made dream.
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.