18 May 2026
In the year 3000, historians found this long-lost letter in the ancient archives.
Our experts have determined it was written in late 1980.
We have yet to determine what it is about – do you know?
If you do, please drop off a sample synapse today at your local neuromorphic center.
*** Fun-Slayer ****
Dear S.,
It’s me, B. Gray
It is damn hard to stand tall
When you make me feel small
The time you share with me
Is a ticking bomb
You rarely book time
To write me off
Go shine your light in dark places
Let me be a shadow of myself
I know I have big feet to fill
But it's all for the children
You fade in and out of my life
And it in-grates me
Until darkness lifts you up
And I bring you backdown
I stand proud of myself
When legs are cut from under me
I feel cleansed in my forgiveness
You love to share dirt about me
I never know who is present
My two-faced friend
I shared my secrets with you
You share them with everyone
Stephen, before I met you
It - pains me to say
My heart was full-filled
Each day
By your empty words
And by what you don’t say
And still…
Down deep
I have missed you.
Don’t let IT sit
Write-me ——— soon
Love
Pennywise
© 2026 John Osinga. All rights reserved. St. Thomas, On. Canada
