Many people allegedly abducted by aliens
report they came through the walls of their homes

and supposedly they take the abductees
through the walls to their UFO laboratories

I find that mind bending, maybe you do too
if these abductions are legitimate

there’s more to these otherworldly accounts
aliens extracting men’s semen and women’s eggs

the reason, it is believed, is for the manufacturing
of human alien hybrids

one alleged abductee claimed he saw what looked
like humans upright in tall tubes

what to make of this I do not know
except the more you delve into these matters

the deeper you go into the rabbit hole.

Bob Boyd

I know what you’re thinking
I had to be slightly deranged
to watch a movie like that

but hold on, take heart
it has a 6.4 rating on the IMDB
which is decent, as you might know
and it’s not about blood and guts
or slicing and dicing
it’s a psychological thriller
about a guy whose eyes
have the right amount of crazy
to properly represent derangement

he’s a mama’s boy who goes crazy
when his mother dies

and when he’s about to be
making the beast with two backs
with a more than willing woman

his dead mother springs to life
comes back from the dead
in his deranged head
tells him the tramp is sinful
and he must kill her
which mama’s boy that he is
he dutifully does

fortunately, the movie spares you
the gore, but you know what
he’s done for mama

he has a stash of their corpses
in his house sitting at his kitchen table

I see an actress in the movie
named Miki Moore
who plays a waitress named Mary
she’s looking good back in 74
I find myself a bit taken with her
despite the fact the her of her in 74
is no longer the her of her today
if she’s even still living

in one scene her car has flat tires
flattened by the deranged son of
the dead mother to entrap her
when she finishes work

he talks her into accompanying him
to his house where he says he has
spare tires and will put them on
her car for free

she waits for him in his car outside
his house while he pretends he’s
going inside to get the tires

but he doesn’t come out
even when she beeps the horn on his car

exasperated, she gets out of his car
and starts toward his house of horrors

although I’m fully cognizant that it’s
just a movie

inside my head I’m saying no … no …
don’t go in … don’t go in ….

as if I could telepathically save her from
her predestined, godawful fate

I’m that caught up in it, and I don’t want
to see Mary suffer such an
awful end to her life

but, alas, neither I nor God
and all his angels and saints
can save her at that point
Mary doesn’t have a prayer

even with Revered Green in the
Walking in Memphis song
who usually can help
“when you haven’t got a prayer”

Mary is a doomed woman
and my imagined telepathic thoughts
cannot save her

from the ravages that await her in that hell house
so I try to remotely view and rewrite the script

to save my beloved Mary
but even that imaginary power doesn’t work

and she succumbs to the derangement of the
deranged principle in Deranged 1974

and Mary is just another corpse
thank God it’s all just a movie.

Bob Boyd

P.S. I showed this poem to a friend,
and she thought I was that caught up
in the movie. She didn’t realize
I was kidding around and exaggerating
for the sake of some fun with the poem.

I Have Become the Savior of Ladybugs

In the last three days, two ladybugs
fell into my fish tanks

gasping for air, unable to swim to safety
I, all 6’1” of ectomorph me

heard the cries, heeded the call
reacted to the impending doom

and like a god from above the aquariums
compared to the size of the ladybugs

swooped down with a piece of paper
like a lifeboat for the drowning

saved their lives before they drowned
in the deep

or ended up as a fish-food gourmet treats
and I could hear the fish in the tank

exclaim Hail Bob Boyd
the Savior of the Lady Bugs!

Bob Boyd

Editing genes in embryos
Inserting DNA
in sperms, and eggs
a controversial process
supposedly banned
but not quite
seems some are
doing or trying it
maybe eugenics
at its worst
designer babies
for the rich
to me, something
seems terribly
wrong with this
like scientists
acting like gods
creating unnatural
gene tweaked babies.

Bob Boyd

How I love the the sweet
sound of a woman’s voice
but better than her voice
is the sound of her laughter.

Bob Boyd

I’m remembering your kisses under a summer’s sun
when I was just seventeen years old and so in love with you
few things in my life ever compared to those kisses
but thinking back, those kisses were bittersweet
when I think about how you cheated on me
and tears fell from my eyes under a desolate winter’s sun.

Bob Boyd

I’m always amazed at all the people
who have seen or experienced ghosts
hearing about some now on Art Bell’s
old Coast to Coast show on YouTube
Art had a lot of those ghost shows
sad he’s been dead since 2018
hope he’s not just a ghost now
hopefully he’s in a beautiful place
he and I have two things in common
both served in the US Air Force
but in my case I just endured
wasn’t cut out for military conformity
both had wives from the Philippines
his stayed with him till he died
after four years in the Philippines
mine left me a year after I brought
her to American, got materialistic
wasn’t that way in the Philippines
but in retrospect it was for the best
getting back to the reports of ghosts
I’m grateful I’ve never seen one
I’m glad I’ve never experienced one
but enjoy hearing about spooky stuff
and with all the reports of ghosts
believe there is something to it
some appear to be just impressions
not at all interactive, like a movie
some are frighteningly interactive
a chill in the air, sounds, touches
objects moving, the worst is when
one stares straight at you
your hair standing up on end
your body trembling with fear
scared of what it might do to you
the worst is when one follows
you home and you become haunted
I hope that never happens to you.

Bob Boyd

Trying to wake the hell up
night turned into early day
woke me up from a dream
with a nice young woman
showed her a curved knife
somebody had given me
don’t know who or why
but the knife was sharp
the talk with the woman
was exceptionally pleasant
woke up remembering how
nice it can be just talking
with an agreeable woman
almost made me want to
seek the company of one
until I regained my senses.

Bob Boyd

Jack and Jill hiked up a hill
Only one came down.
411 or something more wicked?
Jack claimed Jill disappeared,
Turned around and she was gone.
Police suspicious, searched everywhere
But never found Jill.
Everybody believed Jack
Murdered Jill –
They were having trouble
In their relationship.
Miraculously, a week later
Jill came down from the mountain
Babbling about aliens abducting her.

Bob Boyd

Little Jack Horner sat in a corner of a grocery store
eating a plum pie he ripped off from the bakery.
When he put in his thumb and pulled out a plum
and claimed he was a good boy,
Store Security caught the theft on a store security camera.
They hauled that bad boy, a 21-year-old repeat offender,
off to the pokey where he spent 30 days and then more
for stealing an inmate’s pumpkin pie.

When he was sprung from the pokey, he went back to
the grocery stores and stole six more pies
and had to appear before a judge in court.

Because the judge thought Jack Horner’s pie kleptomania was nuts,
instead of putting him back in the pokey, he sentenced him
to immediate counseling.

A year later Jack Honer was cured of pie stealing obsession.
And this might be only coincidental, but the grocery store
where Jack Honer stole all his pies from, now can’t
account for all the missing cookies.

Bob Boyd