The moment it happened, once I realized it happened, I just wanted to rewind the tape. That’s all I could think, just rewind it.
Of course I knew you can’t ever rewind anything, but still that’s what I kept thinking—Please god, just let me.
Not that there was any tape anywhere.
Nor any god to allow it.
No tape and no god, and yet there I am, practically begging.
A man signs a shovel and so he digs.
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