you gird their loins
i have made you a fortified city
a pillar of iron
a wall of brass
i am with you to deliver you

you slime their loins
i have made you a fortified vitamin
a phallus of iron
a wall of ass
i am with you to impale you

from my mother’s womb
you are my strength

from my mother’s cunt
you are my sloth

i speak in human and angelic tongues
i tongue in human and angelic thighs
i am a resounding gong
git it on
bang a gong
git it on
if i may hand my body over so that i may boast
if i hand my body over hand over hand
if i don’t have love, i gain nothing
nothing puncture, nothing gained
love does not brood over injury
love does not blood over kissery
or rejoice over wrongdoing

when i became a man
said a young woman
i shall know fully just as i am fully known

he’s gay

the sky was closed for three and a half years

the sky was closed

lepers in Israel

you are no longer strangers and aliens

working for the evil one

assembled as the living body of Christina

unclean spirits
mineral spirits

the spirit and the bride say come. come.
the feast in which your throat is blessed with a candle