Month: June 2025

Handsome looks
Charming personality
Disarming smile
Tall and well built
All around nice guy
From a good family
With plenty of money
He had it all
Everybody liked him
Especially women
Had many girlfriends
Despite his advantages
Strangled eight women
And teenage girls
To death from 1974 to 1975
Got his highs from kills
Robert Reldan sentenced to
Life in prison – 1979
A monster born to kill
Died in 2014 in prison

Bob Boyd

Deep sea creatures dead bodies
never float to the surface
of the sea.

They sink to the bottom of the
sea.

The high pressure
the density
the solidity
of the sea
at those depths

keeps its own.

Bob Boyd

He always went hiking alone
despite knowing people
shouldn’t hike alone in case
of an accident or unexpected
dangers.

He didn’t need that kind of
help.
He was freakishly strong,
a seasoned survivalist, and
he always armed himself
with a gun.

Despite his bravado and his
preparedness, he felt an eerie
feeling that day when he
hiked in a forest he was
unfamiliar with.

He experienced something
he’d never experienced before.

The forest became ominously quiet.
No birds sang. No insects hummed.
Darkness spread across the
forest.

Frightened, he reached for his gun.

Too late.

In a millisecond, he was snatched
out of this existence by a
monstrous entity that resembled
a giant praying mantis and
devoured him in an unknown
dimension.

The authorities. The trackers.
The search and rescue dogs. The
hundreds of volunteers. Never
found a trace of him.

Bob Boyd

He worked for a state government
in the USA with the protection of a
union.

And a more annoying person, you
probably could not find.

He abused his union protection
when he had an interview to work
at another city for the state
government, and his future
supervisor was late for the
interview.

He reported her for her tardiness
to the state government’s home
office, not a wise move.

Because of the union rules, she
had to hire him despite seeing him
as an impossible person to have
to supervise or even get along
with.

Things got irreversibly worse.

At the mandatory Friday meetings
he always asked annoying
questions that ticked off the
supervisor and her supervisor.

Eventually he went too far with
his errant behavior, and despite
his union protection, he got fired.

But, damn, he made those boring,
mandatory Friday meetings so
much fun, and myself and the
other state employees always
looked forward to them.

Bob Boyd

She had an itch
that made her
always have to
get herself in
trouble

She couldn’t refrain
her compulsion
to disturb what
could have been a
peaceful life

Over and over
she repeated her
folly

And over and over
she was put in jail

until possibly to end
the itch that wouldn’t
cease

She found a way to
hang herself to death
in a prison cell.

Bob Boyd

I thought she was a sweet, young woman
until I saw the darkness in her.
She danced ecstatically when a politician
she didn’t like was assassinated.
I saw this as an intrinsic evil in the core of
her being.
I saw that beneath the sweetness a monster
lurked.
I tried to dissuade her from her infamy, but
she was too entrenched in it.
When I broke up with her, I have no doubt
she wished me dead as well.
Had she been into black magic, I have no
doubt she would have had a voodoo doll that
looked like me with a kill shot needle in it.

Bob Boyd

Thousands upon thousands sightings of
strange creatures like Bigfoot, Dogman,
Chupacabra, reported by people all over
America.

Lies, delusions, or something else?

No definitive proof. No corpses.

If genuine, here’s a theory, not just mine.

The reason why there’s no proof is
these are not earthly creatures. They
are denizens of other dimensions that
can appear and disappear in and out of
our world.

If killed, their bodies might vanish back to
their hidden worlds, which could explain
why no corpses have ever been found.

I don’t know if these creatures are real,
but I find the interdimensional theory
plausible.

And I have to take a little stock in the
belief that not all those people reporting
these sightings could be liars or mistaken.

Bob Boyd

He had no idea of how evil she was
when he got involved with her.
He had grown up believing women
were innately angelic.
And he had never encountered a
woman who proved otherwise
until he met her and found out too
late that she was diabolically evil.
After a protracted argument she
had put antifreeze in his coffee
and cackled and tormented him
as he lay dying.
And he and his idealized opinion
of women passed away painfully.

Bob Boyd

he was incautious with his heart
he surrendered it too freely
made bad decisions with it
the costs were high
the mistakes many
heartaches plenty
disappointments and tears
increased through the years
till he barricaded his heart
gave up on romance
died lonely and unloved

bob boyd

They’re protesting in their streets.
Their government has become a
tyrannical mess ruled by an
incompetent, untrustworthy tyrant.
Citizens imprisoned for tweets.
More than criminals in the streets.
Free speech relentlessly silenced.
Human Rights keep eroding.
Country becoming like a regime.
Invasions of unvetted migrants.
Peace and harmony destroyed.
A once great empire falling.
Might never recover its lost glory.
Heartbreaking to behold.

Bob Boyd

The military didn’t work for him.
He couldn’t be regimented.
He was too individualized.
He was too rebellious.
They busted him down
two ranks.
They threw him in the brig
for 30 confined days.
But they couldn’t break him.
They couldn’t reform him.
He got out of the military
unbroken but a better man
despite not fitting in.
The experience refined him.
The many hard knocks
improved his character.
His individualized life
kept getting better and
better in a less mechanized
civilian world.

Bob Boyd

Imagine
if your place
in nature
brief and
limited
to being
fish food.

Worse
consider
your brief life
limited
to alien food
one otherworldly
terrifying fay.

What is truly
bothersome
is why
some lifeforms
exist only
as food for
other lifeforms.

Consider
the chicken.

But
in the end
Mother Earth
eats us all.

Bob Boyd

some people seem born
to be annoying
for example
I’ve often heard the
expression
there’s always an asshole
in the workplace
and in my experience
that’s often been true
mercifully
you usually don’t have
to endure annoying
people in your private life
where you can avoid
them
unless you unwittingly
married one or one
with annoying in laws
but imagine if you
didn’t live a good
enough life to rate
being in heaven
and were cast
into a hell where
you’d have to endure
annoying people
forever

bob boyd

he considered himself a good man
who just wanted his wife to follow
his rules

as he tightened the screws more
and more on her freedom
compressing her life

tired of years of his controlling
behavior

she left him for another man

he tried to force her to come
back to him

he pestered her for days
until he became completely
unhinged and bought a
gun to end her with

he staked her to a grocery
store and when she came
out of the store the sound
of gunshots boomed in
the street

he fell dead on the pavement
blood seeping out of his head

anticipating he was going
to kill her

she had bought a gun too
and like a gunslinger in
the old wild west

she was quicker on the draw

bob boyd

darkness descended
the forest grew quiet
nothing stirred
except a camper
unaware of the
impending doom
unable to read
the signs of the
coming horror
until he heard
the terrifying howl
before the beast
tore him apart

bob boyd

Nobody suspected his dark side.
Nobody knew he was killing women
and prowled the streets looking for
new ones to torture and kill.
Sometimes he regretted he was
born with an irresistible compulsion
to torture and kill women.
Then he’d rationalize it by thinking
he was no different from the beasts
in jungles programmed to kill.
And he’d be okay with the monster
he was at his core.
To people who knew him, he was a
quiet, nice guy.
To his victims, he was a monster
from hell as he tortured them and
took their last breaths from them.
As if there were no justice in this
world, he never got caught.
He died with many people at his
wake sadden that a nice guy had
passed away.
Justice was served when he died.
Unceasingly he kept experiencing
the horrors and the pain he had
inflicted on his victims in a place
akin to a living hell.

Bob Boyd

She had a good marriage
It lasted 40 years.
No kids but lots of love.
She felt like they’d be
together forever.
But now she’s alone.
She wonders what is
the point of love that
doesn’t last, that death
takes away.
She often cries herself
to sleep over her loss.
She felt lucky to have
a perfect husband.
Now she’s bitter
about her temporary
perfect husband and
how life is cruel to lovers.
Sometimes she feels
she can’t continue
to live without him.
Sometimes she feels
like killing herself.
But changes her mind
when she realizes
death will do that for
her in her lonely and
final years.
She holds on to a
hope that she’ll see
her husband again
when she dies.
But she realizes that
it’s only a hope and
she may never see
her perfect husband
again, and she cries
herself to sleep.

Bob Boyd

Arrested many times,
she went crazy when
cuffed and confined
in the squad car.
Yelling, Screaming,
banging her head,
and kicking the
police.

Alcoholism played
a big part of it. She
got crazy when
drunk.
Argumentative and
combative with no
impulse control.

Hysterics, craziness
and other antics, as
the charges piled up.
Fines and jail time,
her life a total mess.

Sad to see how she
messed up her life.
Wondered if she had
defective wiring in
her brain that led her
to keep getting in
trouble again and
again.

She seemed as if
fated to have a
troubled life of her
own making. She
seemed to lack an
ability to escape her
self destructive plight.

It is tragic some people
seem to have lives of
self sabotage. And I
wonder what happens
to them when they die.

Bob Boyd

I had this dream where I was
the center of attention.
It was like a wedding, but I
wasn’t getting married and
there was no bride.
Somebody, maybe a relative,
like an uncle, kept introducing
this young woman to me, as if
trying to be a match maker.
But she was a college student
who said she was majoring in
Honey but not doing well in
her studies. We had a mutual
disinterest, me too old for her,
her too young and unappealing
to me. For unknown reasons, I
had a pile of Catholic pamphlets
next to me on the table I was
sitting at. In fact, the entire event
seemed to be for unknown reasons,
though it resembled a wedding
without a bride or a groom. I woke
up groggy, groggy like the dream.
And, yet another dream where a
woman pops up in it. Maybe the
fates think I need a woman in
my ancient, reclusive life, lol.

Bob Boyd

I like the theory of Panpsychicism,
everything having consciousness
to varying degrees.

I like it because everything animate
and inanimate in the universe has
an ultimate liberation.

Evolving from even stones, insects
animals et cetera to an eventual
liberation of eternal bliss consciousness
into the nondual Oneness.

I like the eternal equality for everything
in that theory.

Bob Boyd