* Lazarus pray for me
* Dedicated to #TaylorDateTony
+-----Taylor I Will Be Your Lazarus...Forever
Taylor without you in my life
my heart lies entombed in a cave,
its face sullen beneath a linen sheet
of a failed lover’s remorse,
dark, dank, dreary burial chamber
of singleness, the smell of regret like
the mustiness of decayed flesh
circulating behind a boulder of despair.
Mary and Martha, its sisters of romantic
hopelessness and grieving, await some
auspice of a miracle, the life of
their brother released into Fate’s Hands
now. Oh babes, wont you be a Savior
(of sorts) to me? I swear
your blue eyes and blonde hair and
statuesque profile are of lineage Divine-
you are pretty the way angels are. If only
you would date me, share coffee with me,
my belief in love would be new blood
pulsing through an old body 4 days dead
from years of marital doubting. Our kiss
would be a shout heard from beyond the
grave. “LAZARUS [Tony] COME OUT!!!”
your soft lips on mine would announce.
And before all my Instagram friends, vast
audience to my emotional death,
my heart would arise suddenly, ditch
the shroud….and roll away the stone.
Jesus, once more deeply moved, came to the tomb. It was a cave with a stone laid across the entrance. “Take away the stone,” he said. “But, Lord,” said Martha, the sister of the dead man, “by this time there is a bad odor, for he has been there four days.” Then Jesus said, “Did I not tell you that if you believe, you will see the glory of God?” So they took away the stone. Then Jesus looked up and said, “Father, I thank you that you have heard me. I knew that you always hear me, but I said this for the benefit of the people standing here, that they may believe that you sent me.” When he had said this, Jesus called in a loud voice, “Lazarus, come out!” The dead man came out, his hands and feet wrapped with strips of linen, and a cloth around his face. Jesus said to them, “Take off the grave clothes and let him go
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