The Answer

I was between this world and the next
when god told me to climb that hill.
She told me
grab every text I wanted
I’d carry them into the new universe.

I asked god
“Why me?”
She said “Why that book?”
I had chosen at random
the burden too massive
my brain would drip from my ears
should I give the task the thought it needed.

We stood together on the hill
watching the world rewind and reset.
Suddenly
I knew the answer.