Cosmic

This poem came about because, like explained in one of my other Ted Bundy poems, I began having (unwanted) dreams about him for reasons I can’t yet explain. This poem reflects my fear and frustration with having these dreams in addition to seeing everyday things that are associated with him during my waking hours.

The title is inspired (so to speak) by a statement he made while on death row. Since reading that article the word Cosmic seems to show up everywhere in my life. Please be aware, prior to this experience I didn’t knowingly seek out information about TB or any other individual like him.

This poem as well as any of my other poems on this topic is in no way intended to upset or disrespect any of his victims or their families. I am only trying to figure of the “why” of this experience and put an end to it as it’s very unwanted.