Nobody's home.
Leave a message after the beep and somebody will get back to you.
(beep)

Mom?
You there?
You sleeping?
I'm so bummed.
(sigh)
I'm just going to
sing a little song
and maybe...
maybe you'll pick up.

Sometimes
I'm terrified of my heart
of its constant hunger
for whatever it wants...
Sometimes
I'm terrified of my heart
The way it stops...

And starts