Resurrection - Alex (Lord Lazarus)

Stillborn. Four minutes.

Twelve years, nailed to a tree. Eleven minutes.

Eighteen years, overdose on sleep meds. Seven minutes, coma for four months.

Twenty-seven years, another overdose. Dead for forty-five minutes. A syncopated syncope.  

Thirty-three years old, car accident. Seventeen pumping minutes to “Stayin’ Alive”. Only three minutes of silence.

Forty-nine years old, heart failure. Twenty-five failed minutes of defibrillation. Ten minutes before I feel my body ache and head throb.

Sixty-one years old, an abdominal aneurysm. Another fourty-five minute flatline. I awoke in a morgue drawer with a tag taunting me, dangling from my left toe.

Lord Lazarus. Again.