By Arcassin Burnham

Cold water on my hands
And life gets stranger,
Going nowhere fast,
Diamond Valley won't forgive you for
Your dishonesty,
Or treasory,
Impala with a greenish tent
Looking out the window,
Your seeing me,
Wish I had the life you had
It looks easily,
Crafted,
Fantastic,
Bombastic,
I need a fix,
Everlasting,
Lights flashing in my face
For the constipation,
I say thank you for your cooperation,
Not enough flaws in the world
To fill your cup of tea,
I live in a house with roaches,
Your in a hotel suite,
Now that's life.....