immediate support provider in poetry

No, I suppose that I’m no provider right now
I’m a broke-ass writer looking for his place
but there’s much more there’s supposed to be
to potential you and reckless me, than that.
There must be more to all this than earnings
there must be subtler vital inner yearnings
there must be small adventures to be had
I want to be your lover not your new dad.
Yes, I am a man untethered
unmoored unestablished but
also relatively unweathered
by the jaded grinder one submits to
in order to have a lot of stuff.
I can’t make millions but
I can make happy and
for someone I hope that’s enough sometime.
Living a complicated life is not a crime
I can listen I can understand
I can make a laugh I can lend a hand
but no I can’t lend ten bucks.
I guess to some that matters but
I’m trying not to give a fuck.
I’m trying not to give a fuck.
It doesn’t always work.