Day: May 6, 2026

I’m in this dream as a person
who isn’t me.

The scene is in a court where
a wife is accusing me

of something like neglect,
things I didn’t do

because it’s like I’m in the
body of her neglectful husband.

And I’m thinking to myself
the wife is quite pretty,

and were I really the husband,
I would have treated her better.

I wake up thinking how the hell did
I have a weird dream like this?

Bob Boyd

He never
went to college

he never had
a career

he worked only
odd jobs

to some he looked
like a failure

but he was a
great poet

true to his craft.

Bob Boyd

She’s been dead for ten years,
but he mourns her still.

He tries to reach her in dreams,
but she never appears,

and he worries she might no
longer be existing –

except as a corpse in the
cold ground.

Bob Boyd

He hated being in the military,
a them instead of just him.

He didn’t like his identity lost
within the ranks of a group.

He was too much of an
individual to blend in with

columns of others expected
to think as a single unit.

He was relieved when he
was discharged

a free thinking man again.

Bob Boyd

In a dream I thought I was a fugitive,
trapped in a house.

I peaked outside and saw the
the Chief of the State Police

in the middle of a large crowd,
and I knew he was looking for me.

I thought about hiding under a bed,
too obvious.

I thought about hightailing it out
the back door of the house.

Then I realzed the police would
probably be out there.

I wondered if there was an attic
or a crawl space

I could find a trap door or a loose
ceiling tile to climb up into.

Then I woke up still a fugitive
for a few moments

until I gratefully realized that
it had all been a dream,

and I was a free man
who hadn’t committed any crimes.

Bob Boyd