I am the creater of the Net Cop comic book series, (not found in stores).
I must worn you however, my writing and comics have little or no funny things in them, for that is not my stile of writing. Here is a example of a poem from a story I've been working on called The Death:
Flesh from muscle, muscle from bone
Never wish to be alone
Fear the night and run from the down
Those who think me king choose to bow
The light will not save you now...
That is not all of the poem, but it's saposed to be a preview. Yuo may notice I put "the down" instead of, "the dawn", that is not a typeo. The Down are creatures that have the ability to seperate there molicules to step through things like solid walls. Its aperance I'll leave to the imagination.
If you like my work, or would like to e-mail me, I can be reached at the adress in the personal section biside the other links, check them out.
