What's good, fam?

Christos Anesti!

Hope your Easter weekend (which has nothing to do with the Babylonian deity Ishtar) was restful and such. This next one is also seasonal because I couldn't help it, but I don't do it for the eggs. Thanks for being here.

Enjoy

(N.B. The title will probably change)

And then the Angel of the Lord said unto him:

You forgot to tend your wounds again.
Infection spread like weed roots through your veins
to your heart You say

I will not believe unless I feel

but you were too late
for the death and the funeral - missed the darkness
and the tears and your chance to be torn free of doubt.
It is a parasite you’ve learned to live with.
Now you want to kill it with proof

so you are trying to catch flies,
hoping Death will be close by. But

the tombs are empty today.

The only bandages around are left behind
from the body you missed too.

There may be some spilled myrrh
you can sponge off the ground for ointment
and a flame you can borrow
to burn the lateness out of you.

He is risen. Follow suit.