My room, it’s different now.
The feel, I mean.
I left it one way, and came back to it another.
It changed in the process, too.
The feel of it, I mean.
Because the feel changed, the look needed variation.
Clear out the clutter and clear out the past.
Or some of it at least.
The green wall went white.
The white wall brought winter.
A representation of it at least.
There’s no snow here,
So the winter wall went white.