Last night I thought I pissed on the lawn <br />this morning everyone in the trailer except me and Bobby <br />are sure that I pissed on his head. <br />I smell his head <br />it doesn’t smell like piss <br />but in our democratic rectangle <br />the populace have cast their vote <br /> <br />I ask Bobby what I can do to make it up to him <br />he wants a ½ gallon and a carton of cigarettes <br />I have $12. <br />I head downtown and began asking strangers for money <br />I tell them I pissed on crazy Bobby’s head <br />that he wants booze and cigarettes to compensate <br />I say I only have $12 <br /> <br />I’m not sure if these strangers believe me <br />but sometimes I get change, <br />sometimes dollars <br />by 4 pm I have a handle of Kamchatka and a carton of Liggetts <br />by 4: 30 I’m back at the royal rectangle <br /> <br />Bobby’s gone <br />my pregnant girlfriend bitches at me for spending money on booze and cigarettes, <br />she’s hungry. <br />I tell her about responsibilities and promises men must keep in life <br />I offer to take her to the homeless shelter for dinner <br />it serves at 5: 30 <br /> <br />I decide to open the vodka <br />Bobby wouldn’t mind I’m sure<br /><br />Jon Edward Walker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-gentleman-s-resposibility/
