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The older I grow
the less of my past I remember
ages 5 though 12 seem
almost nonexistent
12 through 20 almost the same
20 through 50 some memories
stand out
I’d have to really focus to try
to remember more
the achievements I had in my work
for 20 years before I retired
are mostly fading away too
the older I get
the more it seems
my life was like a dream.
Bob Boyd
She hears her name being called out of the woods
behind her house
but nobody’s there
she posts about it on her YouTube channel
some people commenting about the voice calling her
say they’ve experienced the same
heartfelt remedies are suggested:
don’t answer the voice
keep your dogs inside
invoke the name of Jesus
call on angels,
pray, pray, pray, etc
by some commenters, she’s told the voice
is from a mimic
a malevolent spirit that
dwells in forests
a few others chime in
posting the same
the comments read like folklore
and superstition
but who knows for sure?
there might be real unseen entities
we have no knowledge of
except in seemingly fake folklore stories.
Bob Boyd
Indicted by a madman
didn’t like their nationality
wanted them rooted out
of his master race
conned a nation
into hating them
aiding him in
putting six million
of them to death
a field day
for dark forces
a blight upon
humankind
for the jews
a holocaust.
Bob Boyd
When George met Gwenda,
he felt blessed beyond belief
everything in common, Gwenda hot as hell
they marred a year later, nuptial bliss
the happiest day of George’s life
three years later constant arguments
everyday more and more stress
everyday more and more torments
Gwenda always bringing drama
her love seemed more like hate
George’s life filled with misery
constant turmoil, strained emotions
George diagnosed with high blood pressure
the initial “blessed beyond belief” became
like cursed beyond belief when Jeff
died of a massive heart attack.
Bob Boyd
Marilyn’s husband Ferdinand was a ventriloquist
his dummy’s name was Alex
Marilyn hated that goddamn dummy
she felt Ferdinand loved it more than her
he talked to it as if if were real
spent more time with it than with her
exasperated, fed up, Marilyn went a little crazy
and while Ferdinand was getting a haircut
with a kitchen knife, she cut that dummy to pieces
Ferdinand passed out in the barbershop and bled to death.
Bob Boyd
Some people who have been temporarily dead
and revived
claim they saw dead relatives while clinically dead
if what they say they saw is correct
God, spare me from seeing relatives I don’t want to see when dead
that would be close to the hell I don’t believe in
but maybe annoying people become endearing when dead
like old people who supposedly become wiser and nicer
but since I know not all old people become that way
maybe when dead, annoying is still annoying
so, God, please give me a sanitized afterlife minus annoying relatives and people I didn’t like in this life
spare me from what would be like the hell I don’t believe in.
Bob Boyd
Often I read of unsolved crimes
many about young women murdered
by human monsters who escape punishment
have seen too many of these cases
all over YouTube and the news
I’ve often wondered why we
have to have so much evil in this world
and so much seemingly unpunished evil
and so many soulless, heinous monsters
though I don’t believe in eternal damnation
I do believe in an afterlife reckoning
personally, I’d like that reckoning
to be the monsters experiencing the
horrors they inflicted on their victims
after which, the evil in them got deleted
if that would even be possible
if not, maybe some are just fated to be
evil souls and nothing more
just as there’s so much unfairness in this life
like babies born with terminal diseases.
Bob Boyd
They rule their worlds
live their bright lives
under many suns
under many moons
as if they are
forever, immortals
making history
legacies that will
last forever
end never
until they all die
and most
are forgotten
eventually
with years
centuries
millennia
all forgotten
ended by the
impermanence.
Bob Boyd
I’m liking the young ASMR lady
probably not in the way you might think
I’m too old to be thinking about her
other than objectively, realistically
she has long dark brown hair
about six inches beneath her shoulders
bangs just above her eyebrows
sufficiently pretty light, brown eyes
she starts off her ASMR session
by lighting a candle and moving it
back and forth in front of the viewers
I get a little buzzed looking at the flame
like I did when once I was initiated
into a spiritual path with a fire ceremony
got high looking into the flickering flames
that maybe the god Agni was hidden in
she then lights some sage and waves
it back and forth as if it’s a purification
despite not being about sage and such
I find myself liking what she’s doing
I find myself getting quite relaxed
she reaches toward me and grabs
what must be “the negative attachment”
out of me like a cord and cuts it with scissors
I’ve seen this before; I think it’s a Reiki thing
I don’t know if it actually works or if
I have any negative attachments in me
but I’m liking the cutting and the sounds
of the scissors cutting, snip, snip snip
I’m liking the graceful way she moves her hands
and her somber, clinical manner as she ASMRs
like a dedicated medical practitioner
she ends the session with the sage and
the mesmerizing moving candle
she smiles and folds her hands in prayer
signs off, and I’m so relaxed and impressed
that I subscribe to her YouTube channel
for more of her ASMR Reiki enchantments.
Bob Boyd
Sitting here getting older
sitting here closer to dying
after eight decades of living
amid the wreckage of aging
I’m looking at the cobra endlers
swimming merrily in my fish tank
as if without an earthly care
except for getting fed their
Aqueon fish flake food
I’m thinking they probably
are having a better life than me
no worries, no loneliness, no cares
no infirmities, no doctor appointments
no threats of many age-related
medical conditions or falls
sure they have the disadvantage
of short lives – 3 to 5 years
but living a longer life isn’t
always great when your body
unexpectedly begins breaking down
or, worse, if you lose your mind
to Alzheimer’s or a dementia
and maybe those 3 to 5 years
for those endlers are like 60 to 90
for aging out humans like me.
Bob Boyd