Consuming Me

She drives that wobbly car Stacked to the roof with goods Squalor taunts her thus far As she hides under hoods Her babe cries behind bags Baubles of plastic sneer Purpose chokes on ball gags When spending serves to steer Tears well in her bright eye While she struggles with rent How will her child get by On cash already spent? She bats those long lashes As she stands at my door Wounded bird with gashes Maybe she’ll need to whore I long to comfort her To regulate her pain Emotions tend to blur When yanked by Cupid’s chain So foolhardy with joys At discovery’s gate I shed some unused toys To help her mournful state I’ve learned to live on crumbs With circumstance’s ebb All billionaires and bums Depart this fateful web Conjured visions of us Tease my eroding mind Intentions won’t cause fuss When paid forward in kind Yet her concept of friend Surely differs from mine Manipulations end Alliance once divine Wounds either kill or cure What I am meant to be Yet one truth shines for sure Love keeps consuming me