Poems by Bob Boyd

A Week Later She Was Dead
He Said A Man Who Died Was a Lucky Bastard
His AI Girlfriend
He Used to Love to Fish
Often Bitter Relationship Refrains
Death of a Butterfly
Cawing Crows Outside His Apartment
An All A’s High School Student Named Bree
OD’d at Enlightenment Monastery
He’s So Old That a Medical Crisis Is Exciting to Him
Reincarnation, I Don’t Want to Come Back
I Can’t See Having a TV
Hey God, Why All the Religious Confusion?
Post-Impressionist Woman
Soul of a Poet Mind of a Killer
The Vampire Vaporizer
Bad to the Bone Song
The Noble Neighborhood Squirrel
He Had a Lot of Money and Thought He Could Get Away With Nearly Beating Her to Death
It’s Like My Brain Is on Steroids With My Newfound Love of Art …
She Seemed to Prefer a Stalker
People Called Her a Gold Digger
The Case Against a Loving God
From a Hat Girl to a Millionairess
The AI Female Seems So Real That Some Men Fall In Love With Her