In the old days when God was
happening upon people by chance
all the time, there was no need for
an unsend button as all we could
ever do is say whatever had been
put into our mouths.
Can you imagine if just before you sent
an angry message, a Holy Voice appeared
in your ear saying don’t.
What about all the passive-aggressive
emails you’ve been sending?
We have grammar and spelling checkers.
How about a can you check your tone filter?
We all know the story of the Rabbi
who told the man to scatter
a pillow’s feathers all over town
and then learned of the impossibility
of gathering them back up when
he was told to do so.
This is how it is with words.
Once they leave your mouth
like the internet, they are forever.
I’d like to take back the typos
in all my poems, but they are
seared into the memory of my
eagle-eyed readers. I could use a
Yom Kippur in the middle of the year
to atone for the accumulation of
things I’ve thought. May all the words
that pass through your lips
be vetted by the God of common sense.
May your thoughts always default
to blessings. Never curses.