"baud rite"
the lines are quiet now
it's 4am
the house asleep
the dog asleep
the cat indifferent
now, I can get through
now, I can find an answer
the high-pitched crash of waveforms
in solitude, as ever, yet not alone
a hearty handshake, well-received
CONNECT 2400
(just checking to see whether I can write one)


