Blowing on the Shofar |
Yom Kippur Online
My soul is like a hard drive,
slow and sluggish from accumulated data.
Once a year I run the Yom Kippur program,
and cull the extraneous files.
Each is examined, its worth is determined.
I neither eat nor drink, for fear of spilling on the keyboard.
All day my modem is uplinked to the celestial bulletin board.
I put all my sins into the GOAT file.
Then delete.
Somewhere in the memory lies a trace of everything I've done.
Only G‑d can empty the trash bin.
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