At the turning of the year
I thought I would write in the language of the now
in the language of the time to come
but then – and now – the past begins to breathe again
and stretches through forever
language
I’m sorry
Jak thought he would write something a little different, something in a language that was not his, but it all went wrong. He thought he said he was sorry but it was not that at all.
Numbers
1234.
Language not recognised.
1234.
Not recognised. Do you require assistance?
Yes.
Not recognised.
Please help.
Not recognised.
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