Jessie Ligocki

Pay attention to the cracks in the wall.
That piece of white paint peeling away,
Revealing the older, obsolete and forgotten surface.
Notice the trim,
Chipped away, defenseless against the sea of white from meeting the ceiling.
Water, taking its toll, forming waves,
Disturbances in a once perfect wall.

Pay attention to the detail on the floor.
A chamber of memories innocently
Revealing the life before.
Crimson reds and charcoal grays,
Flakes of the earth from outside,
All collectively displayed on the carpet.

Pay attention to the room,
A seemingly old, desperate abode.
Attention to the detail,
To the marks made by man and time,
Reveal the definition by which some call home.