How I Hate Komodo Dragons After Seeing This

They can be as long as ten feet and as heavy
as 330 pounds: komodo dragons.

Recently in a YouTube video, I saw one attack
and swallow a little, screaming goat.

How I hated seeing their little goat die in
such a shocking, violent manner,

and I hated that monster lizard for what
it did to that little goat.

You may say it’s just “survival of the fittest,”
and you are right,

but that doesn’t reduce my hate for komodo dragons
after seeing one kill and eat a harmless, little lamb.

Bob Boyd

ASMR and Pink Hair

Listening to a whispering woman with pink hair
ASMRing me with her whispers,

taking me deeper and deeper into a profoundly
relaxed state.

I’m ambivalent about her long pink hair, but
I’m definately enchanted by her ASMR whisperings,

and I feel as if I could listen to and be relaxed
by her forever.

Bob Boyd

Commoners

Never liked the practice in England
of calling people commoners,

as if they were far less than the
so-called nobility,

as if it were perfectly acceptable
to degrade and insult them

with the commoner label that
deemed them merely ordinary.

That designated them as lesser
beings than the haughty nobility.

I say there are more common people
among the nobility

than among the regular people
unconstrained by pompous titles

and inflated delusions of self-importance.

Bob Boyd

His Palpable Presence

The spiritual master had a palpable presence;
it lit you up like a light bulb.

The bliss, the peace, beyond what you
would have or could have imagined.

And you knew you were in the presence of
something akin to a force field

that emanated powerfully wherever the
spiritual master was.

And when he died, the palpable presence
emanated all over his burial site grounds

as if his profound essence had never died.

Bob Boyd