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

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