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Mercury Vomit Sutra Rock

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

copyright © 1998 Gordon Fitch