Jared Bukowski Poems

i would be so much better off without
your smile and your image burnt into
my memory or
your curves and your countenance lingering in
...

I asked my dog,
Why is it that you cry?
What responsibility do you have?
All you do is eat and sleep and die.
...

If you want me to love two,
As much as I loved one,
I can't.
...

walking out
waving hello
to all those souls
who didn't know
...