My Disillusioned View

Soaring prices for a room and a bed,

Give me bamboo, leaves and a deck,

Dispose of new luxuries, candle light, low rent,

My guests will fly free of course,

No small talk, they'll feast on my flesh,

You ever see a man smile while he hangs?

Just find a rhythm, with an eye on the ground,

Hours of wisdom lost in a cloud,

A multitude of questions unravel and compound,

Char-grilled pizzas, raw eggs and spam,

Adjusted to my taste, but that’s not why I came,

Always an expert bringing me down,

Consider happiness in my uncomplicated land,

Talk to me freedom, show me your plan,

My fate is your pleasure, if I can just hang around,

Watch the lights flicker, I’ll count them in sand,

Arrest me with flora, take the sap from my hand.