The work was quiet,
I tested them all with mail,
but none took the bait.
An old friend said hi,
dropped me an email last week
saying let’s meet up.
It is good to talk,
and stay in touch with a friend;
I don’t have many.
Stephen King said hi,
on another note, last week,
he has been walking.
I’m plucking the strings,
like I would pluck a chicken,
it sounds just awful.
I dreamt a strange dream,
where the large candles flickered,
chasing the shadows.
