home beautiful

there’s no place like it

The memories are
layered here like wallpaper
hung without stripping

here there is orange where once there was purple
the checks replaced with floral swirls
at the same time that the ordered became chaos

but the paste is thin
and it loses its stick
and the garish layers
hung purely for show
rip off on their accord
in strips and tags

laying bare the gloomy
in a hideous
show of reality