Love and the Marketplace

What structure resides For the apportioning of Love? What do plastic cards and love Have in common? Maybe I can save on output And get more cost effective returns My actions are cold, vacant The windows fog as I stare ahead Yellow Red Green cellphone circuits To forge intimacy Circuits I speak Words flood before I dial I'm searching for Love How can this be? Statistics are miserly She threw her heel In anguish That another woman had loved me Both were fleeting Like hurricanes My brother filed a contract He wanted Love like a fixture And became a Lawyer I'm just a vagabond The trees speak to me And I fling wishful ideals That love could ever last