This Life Poem by Jon Edward Walker

I can’t pay rent,
haven’t for two months,
I can’t stand my job,
i can’t pay child support
I can’t
live sober,
I can’t be at my grandpa’s
80th birthday
my car’s broke,
my liscense
has been revoked,
my insurance is fake
my air conditioner doesn’t work
my landlord seems to be constantly
five minutes away from an
aneurism.
the neighborhood kids terrorize
my car
and have a crush on my girl
and mow my lawn once a week
for ten dollars.
but my neighbors could be worse
and
the wifey makes this life a little better.
this life that gave me
two free kegs of beer
but refused me
a tap.