A while back I heard of a cryptid called Dogman,
head of a dog, body like a big, muscled up human’s.

At first I dismissed it as nonsense or the mischief
of pranksters.

But with minimal research, I learned there are
Dogman sightings all over the US.

I saw the locations on an Internet map; it looked
easily like well over a hundred sightings.

There’s even a North American Dogman Project
run by people with impressive credentials, one a scientist.

However, skeptics label Dogman sightings
as misidentifications, hoaxes, or mass delusion.

For now, I’m siding with the skeptics, but it sure makes
me wonder if any of those sightings could be real,

or if these cryptozoological wonders are not only
periodically here, but interdimensional as well.

Bob Boyd

You’ve probably heard of the man in the moon
where some people think the moon sometimes

looks like it has the face of a man.

I can beat that.

Some people think there are real people or
more specifically aliens

living inside the moon, and that the moon
is hollow, which reminds me of people

who think the earth is flat.

I don’t believe any beings have taken up residence
inside the moon

but I kinda like the theory.

And, as sometimes happens with seemingly crazy beliefs,
imagine if one day it was discovered that this belief is true.

I’d like that, wouldn’t you?

Bob Boyd

Saw a YouTube video with the title reading
something like Aliens Won’t Be Able to Visit Us.

Now maybe there was a valid reason, and there
are other sources claiming aliens can’t reach us.

I won’t be bothering to read any of those sources
because I believe aliens are already here.

Besides, aliens advanced enough to visit us
would probably be so advanced that nothing

we know of could stop them, their knowledge
infinitely beyond ours.

Bob Boyd

I had a dream
about my father
who often seemed
to reject me
sometimes hit me
whom I hated for
many years
but eventually
forsake the hate
in the dream my
father gave me
a hug that tickled
me with delight
and I felt that I
needed to interact
more with him
I woke up with
that thought
in my mind
forgetting that
my father died
a long time ago.

Bob Boyd

It used to be wonderful
the love they shared.
Pity it faded with the
passing years.

Now they hate each other
fighting over the custody
of their two kids in court.

In more sobering times,
when for a moment
the hate briefly pauses
both bemoan the loss
of that wonderful love.

Bob Boyd

As a child, he took a
macabre delight
in torturing and killing
animals despite being
from a loving family.

Not surprisingly, he took
that same ghoulish delight
in torturing and killing young
women when he grew up.

I say he was born bad, and
like a beast in the jungle
was following his unnatural
serial killing instincts.

You may say it was nurture
but not everyone who is
born into a toxic family
grows up torturing and
killing animals and people.

Bob Boyd

He was a handsome guy
looks equal to the female
beauty equivalents
but even though he could
have them, he preferred
what he called the plain
janes, who were quite
pretty, less concerned
with their looks, and
more beautiful inside.

Bob Boyd

I told Mac she’s dangerous
Mac didn’t listen to me
you’re just jealous, he said
he got involved with her
lured by her beauty only
unaware of the evil within
a few months later
she ran off with his money
and never was seen again
not even by the police
and poor Mac was dead.

Bob Boyd

She said she was a gypsy
and liked to wander.
I thought that was just talk
and fell in love with her.
I should have paid attention
to what she had said.
She loved me for a week
and wandered away.

Bob Boyd

He’d read about mirror gazing,
decided to try it.
At first it felt weird staring
at himself.
At times it felt scary.
Other times it made him high.
With more practice, his face
began to change.
Sometimes it look funny,
sometimes strange.
His mirror gazing ending
when his face became demonic.
And the mirror shattered.

Bob Boyd