Neil Hannon of The Divine Comedy

Definitely one of my favorite artists, so I drew him.

Thoughts of you

"Thoughts of you are tattooed on my mind, let me show you"

This is a line from A Maroon 5 song...did he mean he was gonna shoot his self?

Finally found my book! Now I can continue my plan of becoming 50Cent in a year! POW!!!

Nothing Less

I feel the best when you’re lying on my chest, real cloudy feeling my eyes hit the ceiling, then the floor, seeing nothing but a mess.

Clothes everywhere; cups and glasses, wine and soda nothing less.

I still imagine you in that bubble gum dress. Picture to a frame, what a masterpiece it should be in a gallery, with the rest. Plenty fish in this club called sea, still I only see you, so…fill in the blank ____ the rest.

Yea, Hoes everywhere; cups and glasses, wine and soda nothing less.

Sing to me, your voice kills my stress. Leaves it laid out, you sound better than me I confess. Without your heart, mine is off beat.

BUT Anyway…

I dreamt of you, three times last night. You were saying no, I could only say yes. But then you turned to me, and slapped me. I tripped on your jeans with the patches; hit my head on a desk.

Post-its, and cutouts flew from a vision board, Goals everywhere; Cups and glasses, wine and soda nothing less.

“Loving you, I could never get it right”, that’s what our certificate of incompletion says. But notify the press. I’d do it all again, even if I had to cheat on the test. I’ll promise to God to give it my all,

On record this goes; cups and glasses, wine and soda nothing less.

Deante 2012

Deante Young on Figment

WIthdrawals

Withdrawals from my addiction, you know the Kissin, the stickin, the lickin. You know the smell like feesh, taste like cheekin’.  Yea nothing but cold cuts, in the fridge, she cut me off cold turkey. How could someone smaller  then me hurt me. In my room, in the dark, watchin porn, breakin laws, Winter time break up, Black Christmas, no Clause. She has all the reasons, I don’t know the cause. Been so long, I forgot how to Jack off, I cant do this alone, whose gonna fondle my balls. Toes hangin out the bed, Jack Frost.  Imma bout to relapse, even though she told me to back off.  I gotta be doing this wrong, im about to pull my sack off. Its been 2 months too long, I need another hit, so I hit her phone, Mr telephone man whats wrong.  Text bounced back, number rejected, I’m feelin like Obama in 2012 if he don’t get re-elected. My heart just jumped out my chest, no parachute, ejected. I send an email, she tells me to go to hell. I say where you think Im at now. I miss you like all my shows that got cancelled, I feel Trauma, , no Mercy, wheres  Happy Town, I guess its back To cougar town. I gotta get in touch wit her, maybe we can at least fool around. Then her girl texts me and says, she doesn’t need another fool around. I jump in the shower, turn the lights down. Light a candle, like Im gay now. That’s what she used to do, When I would watch her in the tub, sometimes I would read to her.  Jus like me, my penis is selfish, he turns down booty calls, and my palms, and only wants to do her. I aint lying, he told me yesterday, if he could he would cum right through her. Knock down her walls, all four of em. And if she ever takes me back, I pray she doesn’t build more of em. Even if she did wrong, I’m a man I’ll take the blame, I miss my babygirl, she stole my heart, the least I could do is give her my last name.

Dang God, is she really gone for good, Give her back, please if you would. how do I know when to give up? Some mornings its impossible to get up.  I drew her face yesterday, on a t-shirt. I was just bored, You still listening lord. OK I guess I should practice typography I write Missing under it. I wonder if, she misses me a little bit. But the truth is she wouldn’t tell me if she did. I’m too old for wet dreams, but I just effed her to death, and then she lived. Ate her til she cried, then I woke up, and it felt like I died. I’ll do anything to get her attention, I’m Wearin a red shirt now, ridin the bench and pretending, I’m still in the game. All I need is another shot, I’ll drink to that. I J S, im just saying, I’ll do anything to bring her back. I cant touch my valentine like my index is in a Chinese finger trap. SO its no happy new year to me, 823 Thinking of you, no Im thinking of we.

Sometimes words just come together. 
Sometimes they spill out, and we slip on them.
But I know my words will never reach you.
Yet I still speak.
Yet I still speak.
But I know these words will never touch you.
Sometimes you have to yell into the wind and pray.
Sometimes words just come together.