The Female Form Never Took Shape Poem by Eillio Imbasciati

Practical rewards,
Elusive conclusions,
Delayed contentment
So cold, but the surprises were not unexpected
He was right to be unsure,
As the female form never took shape
Shopping for household upgrades, just to please,
Privileged tile, going in with style,
Autumn shed needs to be further explored,
Painted anew, set on a different course
These asking prices are high,
No debt paid by debit,
Plans all shattershot, cannot read the blueprints,
Rebates not free, answers remote,
No one will show up for this closing,
Or open this heart
It's too cold