Order Up
he has
a paperboy cap
that covers
a head of hair
that once held
a shade
and he matches
his cap
to his clothes
and I watch him
stroll
in that purposeful way
gone is the day
when he sat at the table
and his mother fed him full
maybe his wife, too
now, he wakes up
and gets dressed
and puts on his cap
and heads out the door
to the burger joint
down the street
where they know
what he likes
before he can say,
“egg”
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