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My name is David Michael Chandler, and everyday I will post a Daily Doodle with a story attached to it. Everything you see here has been written, drawn, and coloured all on my lonesome. I hope you enjoy them, or die trying. Please E-mail anytime at thedailydoodles@gmail.com |
“The Boy Who Was Born With Burnt Out Eyes”
The boy who was born with scabby burnt out eyes,
Hears his mom tell him he’s handsome, but it’s nothing but lies.
She shrieked when he was born, and tried to throw him away
But the boy followed her home, and since has been able to stay.
With no limbs and no nose, he often angrily feels shorted
Every Christmas he asks Santa if he can just be aborted.
But each year he wakes up, and wobbles down the stair
And doesn’t unwrap the gift of death, because Santa doesn’t care :’-/
His head is misshapened, with the puckered skin of a fish
Kids throw coins in his mouth, and then make a wish.
To stay cool in the summers, he secretes a radioactive blue ooze
And his existence was slammed by the local news.
No matter how bad it gets, he never stops and asks himself “why?”
And that’s because he’s a sissy, and the idea makes him cry.
The only logical conclusion is that he’s being punished for a past life
Where he cut the heads off of orphans, and punched his common-law wife.
So each night he dreams, as his mom locks him back up in his cage
That some day he can take advantage of all of this pent up rage.
It won’t be with this body, but he’ll make them all come unfurled…
He’ll just have to wait till his next life till he can murder the world.
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“The World Under the Bed”
While hiding from terrorists who just killed her parents dead,
Sarah-Louise fell through a portal that opened under her bed.
Down for miles she plummeted, into the Inter-Dimensional Zone
Endless spiraling colours flashed by, and she never felt more alone.
After an hour of falling, she asks herself “Why?”
Why did this have to happen, and why did my parents die?
But she doesn’t get an answer, because that’s not how life works
There isn’t always a reason for why the fates are such jerks.
Once she sees the Inter-Dimensional Beings slowly form and take shape
Sarah hopes that one of these creatures can help her out of this scrape…!
But alas! For if they had lips, the Beings would be licking their chops
As swallowing recently orphaned girls is their favouritest of crops.
They’ll absorb her entirely without giving a second thought,
And any pathetic begging or pleading would all be for naught.
As she nears the end, she thinks of her dead mom and dad
She hopes they’re in heaven, and that they aren’t sad
She thinks when she lands she’ll be with them soon,
The naive thought alone makes her tiny heart swoon.
Sarah is wrong, of course, as the Inter-Dimension will never let her go
And as she hits the bottom, all she can feel is a brightly coloured glow.
And once she’s completely absorbed into the Inter-Dimensional sea,
She knows she’s just cursed to be energy… for the rest of eternity.
(Starring Sarah-Louise Kelly’s from “From DC to ZZ”!)
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“The Door That Won’t Stay Closed”
Young Jake wakes up, as he hears his closet door creak
It’s opened once more, and what’s inside is taking a peek.
He rushes to shut it, but he knows it won’t hold for good,
It will always try to come out, as it has since childhood.
He’s boarded it up tight, but it wiggles a way through
He’s hidden it out of sight, but still eternally it grew.
It won’t starve to death, no matter how much it’s ignored
It patiently sits back, waiting for a chance to be adored.
And when that day comes, it’ll enjoy the long-awaited limelight
Relishing that its existence will make them all sick at its sight.
Everyone who thought that they knew him, will realize they don’t.
He’ll hope things will stay the same, but he knows that it won’t.
It will rot slowly in the daylight, ripening as it stews in the open air
Its stench permanently soaked in the nostrils, of anyone who might care.
But for now all he can do, is repeatedly keep the door closed.
Knowing that it’s just a matter of time, till it’s all exposed.
He locks the door again, muffling its cringe inducing sound
And tries not to think of what’ll happen, when it is eventually found.
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“I Am The Only Creature Who Will Ever Love You”
I know sometimes you feel sad, and worry you’ll always be alone
You just want someone to hold you, or to call you on the phone
But if you’re told there’s someone else out there, you gotta know it’s lies
I am the only creature who’ll ever love you, and I hope you realize.
I see you’re about to scoff, and say that what I claim ain’t true
But do you really think you deserve someone GOOD to love you?
I may not actually be a human, but I’m the best you’ll realistically get
And you’re lucky that I would even love you, so you shouldn’t be upset.
While I may not be rich, able to buy you all you want and more,
I make up for it by being stupid, with a personality that’s a bore
And you’d think that something this ugly, would at least be nice
But I’m actually pretty mean, with a demeanor as cold as ice.
Your insecurities will be my puppet strings, upon which I shall yank
You’ll become a shell of your former self, your soul bereft and blank
You’re convinced that you must love me, because why else would you stay?
And you’ll believe no one else would have you, like some sad cliche.
It’s up to you to relinquish, the hopes of having a good relationship,
It’s the only chance I have, for you to fall for my mind game trip.
So, don’t listen to your heart, or that sensible voice in your brain
Just let your low self esteem guide you, even if it feels insane.
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“The World Out There”
It’s the middle of the night, and he should be asleep in his bed
Instead he’s opening his window and poking out his head
He stares up at the heavens, gazing at the stars
While listening to the sounds of distant passing cars.
The world out there seems strange, and so dark and scary
People die in planes, or eaten by monsters fat and hairy.
Kidnappers will steal you from school, and terrorists shoot you in the face
Evil ghosts will haunt your soul, working in tandem with aliens from space.
Bank robbers take you hostage, and shove your nose into your brain
Or mustachioed villains tie you to the tracks, and have you run over by a train.
The world doesn’t really feel real, as he ponders it from the safety of his room
But he knows that these things happen, it is statistically safe to assume.
The vastness of the night, even as the stars twinkle in the sky
Overwhelms him with the possibilities, of ways to live and die
His world sometimes feel small, surrounded by just his family and his friends
But as he looks out his bedroom window, he can see the world never ends.
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“The World on Display”, a Haiku.
Strolling past the truth,
Parents may try to shield you…
But still, it seeps in.
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“Never Go To Sleep”
If Tony goes to sleep, he’ll never wake up alive
Staying awake forever is the only way to survive.
If he closes his eyes, he gives up his everlasting soul
And the floor will open up and swallow him whole.
The monster under the bed quietly waits for their chance,
And even though Tony is well versed in this dance,
He feels his eyes grow heavy, he wants to close them for a sec’
But that’ll only earn his parents yet another check.
Because the monsters pay moms and dads for each kid they eat
And with the economy today, it’s a deal that can’t really be beat
The monsters own the homes, and live in the bedroom floors
Parents give up the kids, so they don’t have to live outdoors.
Tony feels his eyes close, and the floor opens under his bed
He can sense he’s swallowed up, and soon teeth will crush his head
He’ll rot in the monster’s gut so his parents had a home to own,
But he’ll be with all his dead siblings, so at least he’s not alone.
Posted 1/31/2013
(Starring Tony from the great Lonestardown.tumblr.com!)
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“The Ghosts That Watch You Sleep”
Ghosts are always watching, when you are asleep
In your private moments, they’ll spy and they’ll creep
Some are your relatives, being disappointed with all that you do
Some are complete strangers who simply enjoy watching you.
They whisper in your ears, helping nightmares haunt your dreams
They remind you of your failings, turning whispers into screams
They try to absorb your soul, inhaling all of your precious air
So you wake up feeling defeated, and just say “I don’t care”.
But while you’re never alone, and the ghosts are watching all
Don’t ever let them ever make you feel insignificant or small
They’re just jealous that you’re alive, since they aren’t any more
So laugh in their ghostly faces, and make them watch you snore.
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“The Boy Who Was Born With Burnt Out Eyes”
The boy who was born with scabby burnt out eyes,
Hears his mom tell him he’s handsome, but it’s nothing but lies.
She shrieked when he was born, and tried to throw him away
But the boy followed her home, and since has been able to stay.
With no limbs and no nose, he often angrily feels shorted
Every Christmas he asks Santa if he can just be aborted.
But each year he wakes up, and wobbles down the stair
And doesn’t unwrap the gift of death, because Santa doesn’t care :’-/
His head is misshapened, with the puckered skin of a fish
Kids throw coins in his mouth, and then make a wish.
To stay cool in the summers, he secretes a radioactive blue ooze
And his existence was slammed by the local news.
No matter how bad it gets, he never stops and asks himself “why?”
And that’s because he’s a sissy, and the idea makes him cry.
The only logical conclusion is that he’s being punished for a past life
Where he cut the heads off of orphans, and punched his common-law wife.
So each night he dreams, as his mom locks him back up in his cage
That some day he can take advantage of all of this pent up rage.
It won’t be with this body, but he’ll make them all come unfurled…
He’ll just have to wait till his next life till he can murder the world.
Originally Posted 9/27/2012
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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.
Originally Posted 9/8/2012
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