robert duncan gray


[vuh-jahy-nuh seynt] 

1. 
If I were to press the palms of hands together, as if in prayer, and insert myself into you until elbow-deep, you might cry out in joy.

2. 
The lubrication of my holy ghost with the menstrual blood of the lamb.

3. 
I squint and you look almost like my mother smiling and you welcome me home again.

4. 
There is a body in a box. The body is me and the box is you and a third person is burying us. We are both alive. 

5. 
I stick my dick through the holes in your hands and ask you to consider my apology.