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.