the android crack head

all day,

like a crack head

stretched out

on the streets in the

Tenderloin

of Frisco,

wanting my next fix,

i check my phone

for emails,

texts,

calls,

a new video

of some fool

standing on his head

and eating

with chopsticks.

i check

the battery power.

scared

if it drops below

twenty percent.

what if it dies, what then

dear lord,

what then?

there has to be an

outlet somewhere.