About My Very Tortured Friend, Peter

he lives in a house with a swimming pool
and says the job is
killing him.
he is 27. I am 44. I can’t seem to

by Charles Bukowski Click to read full poem

Comments (6)

great writing 10+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Maybe he keeps his job to feel the torture, to feel something is at least to be alive. For the Poet it is a nice comment about taking people as they come to you, and that helps both parties.
.........an interesting write with dialogue...life is what we make of it definitely ★
let us feel life happy still.
A self appraisal I think in this poem.
And with out the stout beer, breaskfast is whom tumbles whom she for him, he for her and the gin long island, ice tease, for the sake of it, just please, shut up...iip