“A lover is a dirty mirror” —Chiron Armand

surface top

(script for a sound poem)

out of you I surface 
full surface top 

surface is remove 

face
out of the wave

surfacing you, servicing you, surfacing you
facing you facing you defacing you you face me

you face my surface you phase, my surface you surface my face, you surface my face 
serve as my phase surface my phase, serve as my face
serve as my face, serve as my surface face serve as my surface face, serve as my face surface  
serve as, serve as, serve as, serve as, serve as, serve as, serve as, serve as my surface

top. topping the surface
topping the surface topping the top of the surface 

stop 
surfacing
stop surfacing
stop surface, stop, surface, stop

    service service service service service service service service service
averse averse averse averse averse averse averse averse averse
?a vers ?a vers ?a vers ?a vers ?a vers ?a vers ?a vers ?a vers ?a vers
a verse a verse a verse a verse a verse a verse a verse a verse a verse
severs severs severs severs severs severs severs severs severs
ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever
forever forever forever forever forever forever forever forever forever
forever-forever forever-forever forever-forever forever-forever forever-forever forever-forever forever-forever forever-forever forever-forever
for ever ever for ever ever for ever ever for ever ever for ever ever for ever ever forever ever forever ever forever ever
forever reverent forever reverent forever reverent forever reverent forever reverent forever reverent forever reverent forever reverent forever reverent
and forever ever and forever ever and forever ever and forever ever and forever ever and forever ever and forever ever and forever ever and forever ever
and for and for and for and for and for and for and for and for and for
and for ?e and for ?e and for ?e and for ?e and for ?e and for ?e and for ?e and for ?e and for ?e
for e/\ for e/\ for e/\ for e/\ for/\ e/\ for e /\ for e/\ for e/\
for e/ah for e/ah  for e/ah for e/ah for e/ah for e/ah for e/ah for e/ah for e/ah
for /ah for /ah  for /ah for /ah for/ah for /ah for /ah for /ah for /ah
for /\ for /\ for /\ for /\ for /\ for /\ for /\ for /\ for /\
/\ /\ /\ /\ /\ /\ /\ /\ /\

pleasers

I used to walk in my sleep. I believed I was a horse
nothing but pasture til horizon

really, I was up and down the stairs
with my eyes closed, frightening everyone

this is how I love: I strap on
the golden shoes & I gallop

ECHO

I WANT TO WRITE GARBAGE

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