If only I could reach you
by Paul Turner
Your call has been forwarded to an automated autocrat
You have reached the voice box of a tender person
The voicemail box is full and about to disintegrate
Your call has been forwarded to the rings of Jupiter
The Skywell customer has not set up his voicemail, and does not want any, and likes coffee candy
Listen to this percussive ring tone from the eleventh century while we disconnect his cable box
