The Daily Doodles

“As the Sun Rises”, a Haiku

As the sun rises,
You get yet another chance
To screw up again.

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“The Girl Who Solved All Of Her Problems”

There once was a sad girl who had problems every day :’-(
Too many annoying people, each trying to have their say
She was sick of all the bastards, so she prayed for a solution
And God finally replied, “why not try a mass execution?”

“It just might work!” thought the girl, “I can at least give it a try”
So she got her best machete, and made a list of those to die.
She caught ‘em by surprise, killing them sleeping in their beds
And the girl amassed a great collection, of all their severed heads.

The brave go-getter girl slashed her way to a better life
As there’s nuthin’ that can’t be fixed with the serrated blade of a knife
After decapitating all her problems, the girl is happier than she’s ever been
And she lived happily ever after… with no problems ever again. :’-)

(Starring the nice lady from thatonecreepygirl.tumblr.com!)

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“The King of the Silly Gooses”

There once was a boy who was such a silly little goose
He wrapped a rope around his parent’s necks and tightened the noose
And just when they were hung within an inch of their life
He graciously cut them down with his silly butcher’s knife

And then, gasping for air, his parents happily said—
“Oh thank you our silly boy, for not hanging us dead!”

And the boy bowed and responded, “why, think nothing of it!”
Before stabbing them with a homemade shiv right in their gullet.

He then sillily severed their heads; chained a spike through each dome
And then went on a wacky parade all over their silly home.

As he marched and he stomped, he bellowed out loud:
“I am the King of the Silly Gooses, and of that I am proud!”

(Dedicated to my nephew Cooper, who is turning 2 years old today!)

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“The Boy Born in Blood”

There once was a boy who was born in blood
He burst from the womb amidst a great crimson flood.
Blood was the way and blood was his life,
He loved it so much he took blood as his wife.

Violently born and violently lived,
Isn’t aware to care whether or not he’ll be forgived.
A product of his times, built upon the culture of the past
Blood soaked to the bone, from his first day to his last.

And the boy born in blood will die the same way he came in,
Smothered in the gore and the guts of society’s sin.

Posted 2/2/2013

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“The Old Polaroid”

While cleaning out his junk drawer because he was busily procrastinating from the work he really should be doing, Rodrigo Torres happens upon a yellowed old Polaroid picture stuck between a pad of Post-Its… he hadn’t seen this picture for years, or even THOUGHT of it for at least a decade, but as soon as he sees it the memories come flooding back…

This was that one Christmas where that Monster totally smashed through the wall and ate Uncle Jaime, and the government let the Monster go free because it was working as a double agent and providing the authorities with valuable information about the Monster Militia’s funding and supplies, and the presents that year were awful because Rodrigo’s dad had lost his job and his mom was in jail for murdering that grocery clerk… things felt so awful then.

But then Rodrigo smiles wistfully as he thinks about how awful the world feels today, what with terrorism and war and the economy and the environment and his mom getting out of jail and murdering again and unemployment… and he realizes that it wasn’t really better back in the “good ol’ days”. 

It comforts him, in a way… something bad will always be happening, and this is just how things are.  The epiphany sends a tingling calming sensation through his body, as he tells himself that everything was always awful.

And it always will be.  :’-)

Rodrigo sticks the photo on his fridge underneath a NEVER FORGET 9/11 magnet as a helpful reminder that nothing ever changes.

Originally Posted 9/8/2012

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“As the Sun Rises”, a Haiku

As the sun rises,
You get yet another chance
To screw up again.

Originally Posted 7/19/2012 

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“Pull the Trigger”

Bleeding profusely from the carelessly aimed gunshot, the creature stumbles across the forest floor, leaving a red clumpy trail of its innards behind.

Philip Hobbs, annoyed at himself for bungling the wide open shot, follows closely behind and finds the poor creature wheezing within the shrubbery, the leaves shaking from the bleeding beast’s agonizing trembles.

Philip raises his gun to finish the job, but as he looks into the surprisingly soulful eye of the vicious beast… he pauses.  Even though he knows he needs to do this, and he can see what pain the poor creature is in… he can’t stand to pull the trigger.  He just can’t.

Cursing himself for his selfish weakness, he stands there staring at the wounded beast as the blood seeping from its open wound soaks into the forest floor and mixes in with the dirt and twigs, forming canals that slowly trickle towards Philip’s new boots.

For 3 hours he watches the beast writhe in agony, finally dying a painful and slow death, and for 3 hours he knows that he needs to put it out of its misery.

But still, he doesn’t.

Posted 9/28/2012

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“The River of Blood”, a Haiku

IN THE AFTERLIFE…!
You swim the river of blood…
Flowing with your sins.

Posted 9/13/2012

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“The Old Polaroid”

While cleaning out his junk drawer because he was busily procrastinating from the work he really should be doing, Rodrigo Torres happens upon a yellowed old Polaroid picture stuck between a pad of Post-Its… he hadn’t seen this picture for years, or even THOUGHT of it for at least a decade, but as soon as he sees it the memories come flooding back.

This was that one Christmas where that Monster totally smashed through the wall and ate Uncle Jaime, and the government let the Monster go free because it was working as a double agent and providing the authorities with valuable information about the Monster Militia’s funding and supplies, and the presents that year were awful because Rodrigo’s dad had lost his job and his mom was in jail for murdering that grocery clerk… things felt so awful then.

But then Rodrigo smiles wistfully as he thinks about how awful the world feels today, what with terrorism and war and the economy and the environment and his mom getting out of jail and murdering again and unemployment… and he realizes that it wasn’t really better back in the “good ol’ days”. 

It comforts him, in a way… something bad will always be happening, and this is just how things are.  The epiphany sends a tingling calming sensation through his body, as he tells himself that everything was always awful.

And it always will be.  :’-)

Rodrigo sticks the photo on his fridge underneath a NEVER FORGET 9/11 magnet as a helpful reminder that nothing ever changes.

Posted 9/8/2012

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“The Pretty Neat Trick”

Daddy was calling Mommy some quite silly dilly names
And while Cooper normally liked most of Goofy Daddy’s games,
Mommy was only crying, she wasn’t having any fun :’-(
So Cooper had to put Papa in time out, so he stops hurting everyone.

Cooper had kept it as a secret, but he knew that if he focused hard
He could get inside others’ heads, and explode them like a petard.
Cooper only counted to three (but he could count all the way to five)
And said “Daddy stop being naughty if you want to stay alive!”

Daddy didn’t seem to listen, he was too busy being grouchie
So Cooper had to get his attention by making him ouchie.
He invaded Grumpy Daddy’s brain and spread as quick as germs
Then proceeded to rip his brain apart and turn his muscles into worms.

Cooper giggled gleefully, and thought that Daddy must like this trick
Because Daddy is finally quiet, and was liquifying pretty quick
His skin melted down like porridge, and his fingernails scabbed off
Then all his internal organs were expelled with a wet, hacking cough.

Cooper stops and bows, and watches his Daddy’s body drizzle
The runny lard falls in plops and his popped eyeballs hiss and sizzle.

“Daddy please understand, this hurts me more than it hurts you”
“You have to consider the ramifications of everything you do”

But Daddy didn’t respond, and Cooper just hoped the lesson had been learned
Mommy helped Cooper hide the body, and had Daddy’s possessions burned.
Later as she tucked Cooper into bed, she smiled and wept a single tear
And told Cooper that she was officially nominating him for Boy of the Year.

Hooray for Cooper!

Posted 8/28/2012

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