Out of all the missed opportunities
Yours
Is the one I miss most
Willful words muffled
Under a melody of devil’s tri-tones
Perhaps in a parallel of universes
Our rides were synced
If I close my eyes
Can I go back to a superposition of states?
I’d jump to the one where we entangle
and that time I missed your call
I could have answered
But those off key notes on my organ playing
were so incredibly loud
So instead they remain
willful words muffled
while my vitals play a haunting ear worm
Eating leftover notes in the dark