Blemish:

The desire for a clean line
the cornice free join
uninterrupted vertical folding into horizontal
the less wall space the better
all open, as if freedom can be bought
through absence.

The quest for a perfect finish,
mirror surface, gleaming white to catch
light, clean reflections, unending connection
out of sight
hidden behind secret cupboards
unknown, patient refrigerators.

Houses in rows, streets without powerlines,
gardens, plastic lawns, identical plants
over and over again –
the repetition of ideas sold
to thoughtless individuals so careless
lose their singular identities.