Responsibility Poem by Kevin Patrick

Responsibility
has more syllables
then I have dollars
twitching skittishly
in my wrinkled pockets

So...I bury my hands
in dirt's recklessness
for just half the price
of a six pack
Of Bud on deposit

Who needs tomorrow?
global warmings a gas
mass extinctions, got class
nostalgic fascist, socket
shooting mouths & rockets


I put life on my tab
everyday happy hour
its responsible types
who have filled the world
with their vomit