monsters

monsters weren’t scary to him
they didn’t frighten him one bit
it was humans who scared him
worse than fake monsters
he always said to everyone
he knew by experience
what he was talking about
with his first pets he killed
and all the people after that
he became a monster himself

bob boyd

when his wife left him

without her love
without her support
his days grew longer
his nights became darker
his tears fell like monsoons
his heart kept falling apart
his life and mind became dispirited
heavy drinking and drugs became
his antidote for it all
served as his temporary relief
until he crashed and burned in his car
in a fiery collision with a tanker truck
whether it was by accident or on purpose
no one knows

bob boyd

When the Rains Came

First the frightening dark clouds rolled in
darkening what had been everyday blue skies.
They looked like massive avenging monsters,
They looked like an apocalypse had arrived.
Then the heavy rains pounded the planet
night and day night and day night and day.
Buildings and houses began to leak and leak and leak.
Floatable things not tied down floated away.
The streets became raging rivers
with dead bodies floating and sinking in
them like schools of bloated fish.
It rained so much cars became inoperable
Houses and mansions became submerged.
It rained so much people who didn’t have,
or couldn’t get on, boats died in the rising waters.
Helicopters and airplanes flew above it all for awhile
until they ran out of fuel and plunged into the waters.
And the whole world became a sea of the dead.

Bob Boyd