Biography of Corny Black
Hello... anyone there? Really? You're completely insane...
Anyway, you don't want to here much about my life, but you're going to anyway:
I was born at about 0 years old. I am now older than that. I live in a house. I eat food everyday. Also, I go out at night and eat people with a spork! ! ! !
That's it. Just a note on my poems. Sometimes, though they may seem gruesome and grim, they are actually about compassion and love (like the Omen Rides poems) , or, I may just be in the mood for gore.
Corny Black Poems
The Omen Rides
It’s over, fade to black Then white Then blood red and shining And then a rotten green
You cannot count on both hands the amount of times I have questioned every dream and wish and hope Existence can hold for you Is such a thing possible?
The Omen Rides, Part Ii
They say that blood runs thicker than water Ice in my blood I am cold- I cannot feel Perhaps a blink of happiness
You cannot count on both hands the amount of times
I have questioned every dream and wish and hope
Existence can hold for you
Is such a thing possible?
Plastered on the walls of your mind
And hiding the truth behind
With a symbiotic protection we may call ‘love’