you didn't even wait to hear me say goodbye   your telephone cut out   left my voice cutting out   maybe i'm transparent and you can see my words   streaming from my insides   or they just don't matter   i've come to recognize this dialtone   screaming like a warning   as the sky falls down   and like an unread novel i have so much to tell   but you have shut this book   you have shut me out   now the hum of this phone is acting like your voice   filling awkward silence   with its repetition