Nothing Is Working by Matthew Milia

Nothing is working
My galaxy was a fallacy after all
The phone calls
Have all but ceased
But at least I still hear

The dial-up modem
Still screeching and swollen
In my ear

All the while upholding
The viable slogan

That nothing is working
My galaxy was a palace to me
And that's all
The strip malls
The soccer games
Cocker spaniel names
I recall

Jennifer says
That whenever my hesitation
Is lurking
She doesn't care
She'll still be there
When nothing is working

Is something
I love