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...