Poems from guytheywatch

He controls us remotely Say we don’t want it but we do He says get up and work eight hours Workers rise and commute Woody Allen controlling...
I am the Antigod low-bar bastard legend makers all shot so low antichrist best you could do pathetic   I’m the big gun run to me with...
Bred for adventure, Lilac Alden of Deadland mixed with few
. Memory, the woman who desired him, would not quit her rooted way
. She let go...
 He’s up in the closet, he’s the one who got dead Come down from your shelf and where’s my kid Doctor, solve the myst’ry, I’m really mad Ev...
Ace was running in the backyardlike he’d heard something only dogs hear but he wasn’t barking only lappinglike a racing greyhound dogbut...