Incompatibility

Can this ever be home for me?

I look at teal and orange decor

declaring dramatic characters

those who live in these interiors

offend my refined pedigree

I guess they own the property

flaunting a dilapidated will

crudely, they tell me to go and chill

with my bouquet of white daffodils,

outdated sensibility

Shocked to know they are family

I learn of ancient indiscretion

of dark ancestral apparitions

threatening a repeat rendition

shrill notes of discord surround me