Phone Bill

I think my phone is busted.
It's brand new, I didn't expect this.
It still receives inbound calls,
All but yours.

It's the strangest thing.

I called the number
you call when things go wrong.
They were as stumped as me.
This has never happened before, they say.
The fault is not with us, surely.

That's assurance.

I'm the first one with a phone
that rejects calls from budding love.
I'm the only person with a portable machine
deciding her romantic fate.

So keep calling, I'm sure you'll never stop
because you can't wait to talk to me,
hear my voice.

But I can't answer--
Won't answer the black, empty noise
where your voice should be.