i just need to use the bathroom

people

used to stop in and ask

me for directions,

the man working at the gas

station tells me.

not anymore,

not with GPS,

and phones.

they used to buy

maps as i filled up

their cars and gave them

free dishes.

i'd clean their windows

with my bucket

of grey water and a squeegee.

cars don't break down

like they used

to, he says.

i haven't had to fix

a flat tire in years,

or check their oil.

and now with these electric

cars,

hell, they just drive by

and wave.

laughing at me.

i just need to use the bathroom,

i tell him, sorry,

so he throws me

a wrench tied to a key.

around back, he says,

knock on the door.

it don't matter if you're

a girl or a boy.

just one bathroom back there.