Raymond Dogboy from Losing Teeth by The Scarring Party

Raymond Dogboy

Raymond was a dogboy… mama fed him off the kitchen floor.
Raymond was a dogboy… chewed the gristle from the chicken bone
Mama came home from work one night with a bottle of gin and a butcher’s knife
Sat Raymond on the counter by the cutting board while papa and Jackie held him still
Papa held him close, while Raymond winced through his nose.
When the knife came down, he bit Papa’s finger to the bone.

Raymond was a dogboy, but he ain’t a dogboy anymore.

Raymond was a dogboy… pissed any place they laid the paper down.
Raymond was a dogboy… always chewing one of Jackie’s dolls.
Mama blew away like smoke one day, and Jackie ran off to find her
He drew pictures of ghosts on the bedroom walls
Traced the silhouettes they left behind them
With an oven mitt on his bandaged hand
Papa shaved young Raymond before putting him down to bed

Raymond was a dogboy, but he ain’t a dogboy anymore

Raymond was a dogboy… nibbled off his papa’s ear.
Raymond was a dogboy… crawled on all fours everywhere.
But some nights he would wander far away,
Sleepwalking upright on his hind legs
He’d paint little faces on the backs of boards
The faces that he’d seen in the children’s ward
His commissioned work on the pages of a magazine
Now he laps Romaine-Conti in the back of his limousine

Raymond was a dogboy, but he ain’t a dogboy anymore

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