the very mighty mercury 

stay up in the clouds

in your heralds of dust

blinded by haloes 

of you,

in never waning

circumstance 

of all that’s splendid

and true

lie beneath

your palid pole

of vapid mercurial 

sand

while little soul

in too tight treads

lies stricken 

inside of your hand.

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