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Mercury Vomit Sutra
I puke mercury
upon your illuminated coffin
I puke mercury
upon your violet pate
I puke mercury
upon the cerulean sisters
I puke mercury
their faience breasts
hovering in mirrors
O quick silver like heaven to
vomit pure chrome light
I puke mercury
now and for heaven
I puke mercury
nails in the fish
I puke mercury
stink and a comma
I puke mercury
bowed down and breathing
dust of your salvation
O quick silver like heaven to
vomit pure chrome light
I puke mercury
leprous dreamings
I puke mercury
the dawn of forms
I puke mercury
the xeroxed hours
I puke mercury
and he left, he left,
as if a door could weep
O quick silver like heaven to
vomit pure chrome light
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