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Wait, I’ve been here before
Many times I’ve breached the house that I was born in
Sleep, familiar dreams
Wading deep within the creek that I was forged in

Still, it’s always the same
She’s still there, crying in black and white

Her ears are down
Her fur is matted to her face
With no one watching her, she waits
Her fur is matted to her face
With no one watching her, she waits

I wish I could see her
I wish I could hear her
I wish I could know her
I wish I could say something
I wish I could save her
I wish I could love her
I wish I could hold her
I wish I could say something

A dog came through the window, and carried her away
He came through the window, canines were bared, yet she wasn’t scared
Nothing hurt, nothing made a sound
The window peers out to somewhere safe
Within his arms, nothing had to change
I saw that old doggy carry me

Under God, I lie
No exaltation, soul of mine
He came through the window, fearsome and fair, yet he wasn’t there
The cage, nor her rescuer, neither was real
‘Twas merely a dream within a dream
His might, nor his parenthood, neither was real
That doggy ran away from me

My soul waits by the window, her tail still held up high
She waits for a sweetness, but all that she knows are the words of her home
Sweetness is, tenderness was
A word she had never been taught
Oh she yearns, oh she ever wants
A treasure beyond her paws

If I said

“Welcome home”, meet you at the door
Would you tell me that you love me, now and evermore
And if you ever saw my hurt
Hold me close and tell me “Darling, not another word”

If I said

“You only ever meant the world to me”
Would you kiss me on the head and listen carefully
Would you give me what I didn’t have
Would you lend to me the softness of a father’s hand

This comfort, this great easement when I think of you
I understand, it was no more than a kink to you
If you had seen me wounded, as I am in truth,
Would you have gotten on to someone new?

I only say this to an empty room
When you came to me, you only came to say you’re leaving soon
I can only look upon the blood I shed for us
I loved you more than anything, but all I ever said was

I’m sorry.

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from The Flowers of Robert Mapplethorpe, released October 25, 2021

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Patricia Taxxon Santa Cruz, California

Hi, I'm Patricia Taxxon. I make music for different moods. All of my (non-contract) tunes are free to use for any of your projects, commercial or otherwise, with credit.

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