A Nice Place

They build them, all the time.
There’s so many of them.
You just want one of them,

Pleasant enough outside
And a nice place inside,
Large enough, with a view.

They all look nondescript
To you from a distance,
Except those too private.

There are so many nice
Places, and every day
There are more, and you take

Up some lives within them,
In zero dimensions
Besides sameness and change,

While others of you
Watch and pray, as there are
More of you than of them.

Inside the nice places,
Honeycombed with your lives,
The cosmos is distant.