I live with

This will contain my
aspirations – even a
walk will pull me – a
tug – as her figuring
has a quiet word & I
kid myself that all is
normal – I live with a
whore – she charges
me to walk – to seek
pleasures – to travel
with a price – I have
lived too long with a
leech – she’ll suck at
my feeble dignity [&
she feeds well on it]
‘til my limbs tauten –
until I am re-broken
by her soft demands
& sleeping alone is a
last resort – it’ll heal
me well – let me rest
as my disease reaps
fat bucks from a life
that I cannot afford –
let me sleep tonight