The Daily Doodles

“Floating Upon The Pharma Sea”, a Haiku

On a sea of pills
Flowing through her tangled veins
So she stays afloat.

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!!!!

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“There Ain’t No Laws in Space”

Did you ever know that there ain’t no laws in space?
You could lure your enemy to the moon, and shoot them in the face.
If the police try to hassle ya, tell ‘em they got no jurisdiction!
They have no right to interfere with your murderous predilection

So blow up a hospital on Venus, or rob a bank on Mars
Run over Jupiter’s orphans while driving stolen cars
If there’s no laws to stop ya, then it must be quite alright!
No need to hide your fiendish crimes each and every night.

And even God will be proud that you found this loophole
His rules only apply to Earth, so don’t worry about your soul
With a sly wink and a nod, God will look the other way
Just stay forever in outer space, and you’ll never have to pay.

SPACE!

(Thank you to the incredibly talented Samantha of Other-side-of-the-universe.com for helping me GIF this!  GO FOLLOW HER)

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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.

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“Be Home Before Dark”

Cycling back from school, he feels the wind in his hair
The cold wind is nipping at his face, and freedom is in the air
With his bike he is unchained, and the entire world he could roam
There’s no reason he couldn’t keep going, and never return home.

The thought romantically feels tempting,
As he passes the homeless people in the park…
But this time he’ll keep his promise,
And be home before dark.

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“The Boy Who Isn’t Really All That Special”

Danny walks down the hallway, into the living room
Everyone is fast asleep, but Danny is filled with doom and gloom
He may not ever realize, but his subconscious already knows
That’s he’s just really not that special, and it obviously shows.

Even though he’s only seven, it’s still abundantly clear
That he ain’t curing any disease, or winning Boy of the Year.
No society changing inventions will come from his average mind,
And his thoughts and/or opinions will never alter the course of humankind.

He doesn’t know that yet, and he’ll always be told a lie
That he’s a unique snowflake, and a special lil’ guy.
He’ll belabour under this myth for a lifetime’s worth of years,
Living an average life filled with average happiness and tears.

But does it really matter if Danny isn’t the special-est guy on Earth?
And the world won’t feel any impact from his death or birth?
Because if EVERYONE is special, then no one really is
Each person has their role to play, and being Un-Special is his.

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“Just One More Wasted Day”

As nighttime turns to day,
and daytime turns to night
You sit alone in your room,
bathed in your laptop’s light

Thinking back to your youth,
remembering all that you have seen,
Your best times were always spent
Staring at your computer screen.

So while life is passing by,
As you spend it clicking and scrolling away
It must be fine for now,
since it’s just one more wasted day.

(Thank you to Chiara Adams of Doublethink Design for .giffing this for me!)

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“The Sea of Dead Children”

Margaret Jane died whilst in a slumber so deep
Tragically murdered in her bed as she was fast asleep
She opens her eyes with a fright, hoping it ‘twas just a dream
But the water fills her lungs, drowning out her blood curdling scream

For if a poor child dies before the age of eleven
They don’t go to Hell, and they don’t go to Heaven
The Sea of Dead Children becomes their new home
Upon the ocean’s floor, their souls eternally roam.

The ghostly hands grip tight, pulling Margaret Jane down
Even though she already died, her soul has to drown.
Dead children are always excited to play with someone new
Since the afterlife can be boring, so it’s something to do. :-)

Deeper and deeper she goes, into the dark depths of the sea
To play with every child who ever died, for the rest of eternity

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“Waiting for the Train”

Train after train passes by, each more empty than the last and none going where he needs to go, so Kyle sighs dramatically to see if he can make a loud enough noise to echo in the desolate subway station (he can’t).

He refuses to check his phone to see when his train is even scheduled to arrive, since that would show he cares, and Kyle feels the need to passive-aggressively take a stand to no one in particular to prove how much he simply doesn’t care.

Plus it’s more fun to sigh and moan over the train’s assumed lateness, acting as if it’s a huge annoyance, even though he keeps telling himself he doesn’t even wanna go.  Being upset over it at least passes the time while he waits.

Having laid in bed for days, too depressed to move, Kyle somehow dragged himself out of his apartment to go meet up with some of his friends like he had promised over a week ago.  He finds it hard to imagine that people do this every day, and that they even look forward to hanging out with people… it’s all such a hassle.

It was exhausting to even get this far with it…!  

His train finally arrives, but Kyle decides he’ll just text his friends a happy lie so he can go back home and be alone.

(Thank you to the Sensational Samantha of other-side-of-the-universe.com for helping me gif this once again!!)

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Hello everyone!

I recently passed a milestone that I am quite proud of, but as always, I was reticent to actually acknowledge it on my site… I am afraid of seeming cocky, boastful, pretentious, etc etc.

But, I passed the 100,000 follower threshold the other week, and I am very happy about it!

When I started this site 2+ years ago, 10k followers seemed impossible.  I remember texting my sister about each new follower or new ‘like’ (for about 6 months, I had less than 30 followers).  If I ever DREAMED of having 100k followers, I would have assumed I was FAMOUS!

Of course, as we all know, I am not anywhere close to famous, and as I personally know, I am still extremely broke and unsuccessful in ways that (financially) matter.  Despite the growth of my site and my work, I’m still not where I want to be.  Working on books, keeping up content for the site, making rent, it’s all pretty damn tough to be honest (not to sound whiny of course).

Still, I feel extremely lucky that I’ve been received so well by everyone here (2+ years, over 100k followers, and I’ve still only gotten 1 hate mail), and that I’ve grown so quickly and “easily”.  I am a firm believer of doing the work you think is good and not what you think other’s want to see, and if you believe in it then the RIGHT people will find it and enjoy it as well. 

I owe a lot to the staff of Tumblr, and everyone who has glanced or even stolen my illustrations and gifs, as it has all contributed to putting me on a career path I never thought I could embark upon.  

Longtime readers will remember how I used to draw…!  It was awful!  Only now am I becoming acceptable, and in the near future there will be books and other projects… all directly caused by the success of my site here.

THANK YOU VERY MUCH, to everyone, and I really do love you all!  

If everyone wants to get together and all send me 1 measly dollar each, I will accept it.  HELL, GIMME 12 CENTS EACH.  I live cheap! :’-o

New drawings and gifs coming shortly…! :-)

Love,
David Michael Chandler

“Space Can Be So Lonely”

Everyone on the ship is dead, except for me and you only
And as we’ve come to learn, space can ever be so lonely.

As the last survivors of the virus, we ran into each other’s arms
Feelings grew so quickly, while we were drunk on each other’s charms.
We’d carelessly toss around words, like “always”, “fate”, and “love”
And we’d swear that the other was a gift, sent from Heaven above.

And I’ll admit that it was nice, as everything was new!
We disinfected the ship, and jettisoned the dead crew.
But when everything calmed back down, we entered that malaise,
As we got to really know each other, and left the lavender haze.

It’s just been a few weeks, but you’re already so annoying
You’re judgmental and dense, and creepily cloying.
I’ll happily ignore it for now, since I don’t wanna be alone,
But we’ve run out of things to say, and you dull me to the bone.

I can tell you feel the same, but there’s not much we can do
We’re the only two around, so we both pretend that “I love you”.
I’ll still hold you every night, and whisper sweet things in your ear
But the main reason that I love you, is that no one else is here.

(Thank you to the Amazingly Talented Samantha of Other-side-of-the-universe.com for giffing this for me!)

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