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I still don't believe in beginnings.
There's always more or less to add, how you want to frame the painting.
I'll start sketching until the blank space is fulfilling.
The more blanks I draw, the more context left remaining.
Is it the details or the detours worth the debt explaining?
I'd keep it simple, stupid, and sparse, sentimental;
Perhaps a foreclosed compliment preceded by a hidden kiss.
It sounds so sweet that way, but taste is much more bitter.
Should I now run and hide, or chase and swing, or hit and miss?
We're sad and fractured. Why is satisfaction worth all this?

You stole my heart when you knew I couldn't hand it.
I'd kiss you goodbye, but you'd make out like this bandit.
Your sleight-of-upper-hand, I'm at a loss that you'd demand it.
We're better off disbanded.

So you want to hate me and move on
As if I'm another diversion in your own self-righteous story.
So go on, tune me out, crank up your Ani,
Be pissed out of principle, then put on your Tori—
As if somebody else's lyrics make the better allegory.
I'm nowhere in the wrong here, but I may stand upon the ledge,
And you're right there with me, trembling, looking downward from above.
I won't say that we're blind, claiming each other has fallen,
But you turn the other cheek, with a deaf ear, and then try to shove.
Now I can write this song without invoking this word: Love.

You stole my heart when you knew I couldn't hand it.
I'd kiss you goodbye, but you'd make out like this bandit.
You claimed the ground under my fall, and yet I tried to stand it.
I'm upside down, in the red, but we're disbanded.
My longing's now in short supply despite what you'd demanded.
We're better off disbanded.

You made out like this bandit.

©2015 Brian M. Weidemann

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from Buy Popular Demand, released November 27, 2015

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Brimaxian Portland, Oregon

A persistently versatile mix of guitars, keys, synth strings, and more, in the rock, acoustic, and alternative genres. Dense, poetic wordplay sung by a semi-amateur baritone. Wry wit, hot guitar licks, and the occasional augmented sixth chord.

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