My Ipod just can't replace you
The battery will eventually run out.
It is not rechargeable.
One evening, after work, I'll come home
and it will have gone. Under the bed?
In the closet? It will have gone, I imagine,
with its megabytes of pop songs
to another boys box of top-drawer treasures
with the mismatched socks and threadbare shirts,
comic books and baseball cards
I loved but could never hold on to.
The battery will eventually run out.
It is not rechargeable.
One evening, after work, I'll come home
and it will have gone. Under the bed?
In the closet? It will have gone, I imagine,
with its megabytes of pop songs
to another boys box of top-drawer treasures
with the mismatched socks and threadbare shirts,
comic books and baseball cards
I loved but could never hold on to.
rorschach:
and now...for an iPod haiku... 
