standing at the window looking out with both hands on the phone pressed to my ear i lean my forehead against the glass and it s cold against my skin i run my fingers along the shape of the phone searching out every seam and crevice looking for the way in the phone rings in my ear again and a machine you comes on and tells me to leave a message and you ll call i think now that if i try if i try if i concentrate hard enough i can change myself into something else then i ll be able to pour myself into this wire travel across these lines and find my way to you or maybe there s another trick another spell and i could change you and i d draw you to me pull you to me crawl to me draw you to me pull you to me call you to me crawl to me