Barbie Perfect

I always knew something was a little off about her.
She was incredibly beautiful and Barbie perfect,
Yet I sensed she wasn’t exactly as she seemed.

When my brother, John, introduced her to me.
I sensed something darkly disturbing about her
Despite her beauty and her charming ways.
And her seeming impossibly perfect.

I warned John about my suspicions,
But he married her anyway.

A year later John disappeared,
And Barbie perfect wasn’t worried enough.
She suddenly left town not long after that.

John’s disappearance remained a mystery
Until he appeared to me in a lucent dream
And showed me where his bones were buried.

In a shallow grave under some bushes on a beach
I found the grave and John’s bones, but
His bones had not a trace of flesh on them.

Two years after that, a news report revealed
Barbie perfect had been arrested in Maine
For cannibalizing her husband of a year.

Bob Boyd

Author: BobBoyd

Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-) View all posts by BobBoyd