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He had eyes like a reptile’s
not exactly the same
but something about them
seemed reptilian
seemed not human
he wondered if the eyes
were truly the windows
of the soul
what was hidden behind
those reptilian eyes
unfortunately, his suspicions
held true
when one day those eyes
revealed the hidden
reptilian alien within
and those were the
last eyes, reptilian
or otherwise,
he ever saw.
Bob Boyd
She’s always nice
always sweet
always polite
never unkind
never mean
but if you push
things too far
with her
by being too
unkind or mean
watch out
take cover
you will arouse
the dragoness
hidden in
her depths
you will see
it in her eyes
a glaring flash
like lightning
feel it in your
mind and
your marrow
shock and
sudden terror
and you will rue
the day you
aroused it.
Bob Boyd
They come
and they go
passing people
don’t put too
much stock
in them
in your life
like this
world they
are only
transient.
Bob Boyd
Spoon feed them
make them believe
anything they are fed
who cares about truth
just feed them lies
and disinformation
feed them those
lies and disinformation
over and over and over
like chanting a mantra
sinking it into the mind
and watch with glee
and with satisfaction
how easily they are duped.
Bob Boyd