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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