It will gut you, I thought. Bishop Jonah thought. It will gut you. It will fuck your insides. It will leave you to die. I imagined briefly what that would be like. The vivisection, belly torn open, and organs exposed and steaming. I imagined pain giving way to a perverse pleasure, a cock slipping over the looping heat of my intestines, and I found myself wondering if it would keep my vessel holy.
