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In my glass palace I can breathe
Caress the mid-sized pile of granite stones I placed beside me
In my glass palace I’m at peace
Glance across the garden air, the window shut, so help me.

I have the whole world on her back
Or at least that’s how it feels when breaking headlines are my soundtrack
I see my city turning black
We grew one palace for each patron of the new class

Je suis pianiste, pas poète. J’ai désolé
Do you know what I mean? I’ll admit, I can be difficult to understand
Is anybody out there? Will anybody harken to me
I’ll let anybody sit down, sit down, If you listen carefully

Now if I said,

“Pull the lace a little tighter, man”
Would you take me by the ankles with your spiderhands
And if I’m ever out of turn
Hold me down and tell me “Darling, not another word”

If I said
“I could do this for you anyday”
Would you vow to keep me docile and dependant on your say
And if I ever scream for more
Strike my body like your dad’s a fucking minotaur

The id’s forgotten how to swim
And if I dally, I fear something shall befall him
I lie in waiting, with a drink
Rose negligee, blue slippers, wine red drawers and jet black cufflinks

The ancient sky is white and bare
The light is plentiful, his blouse aflame, his skin fair
I hold my right paw in the air
I raise a padded thumb and tell the sun to get down from there

Je suis pianiste, pas poète. J’ai désolé
Do you know what I mean? I’ll admit, I can be difficult to understand
Is anybody out there? Will anybody harken to me
I’ll let anybody sit down, sit down, If you listen carefully

Now if I said,

“Pull the lace a little tighter, man”
Would you take me by the ankles with your spiderhands
And if I’m ever out of turn
Hold me down and tell me “Darling, not another word”

If I said
“I could do this for you anyday”
Would you vow to keep me docile and dependant on your say
And if I ever scream for more
Strike my body like your dad’s a fucking minotaur

Is anybody out there?
Is anybody out there?

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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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