He no longer
drops his head
on the steering wheel
and sighs as his tears
sogs his Big Mac
for these Friday
trade-the-kid
specials
are now as routine
as the teen
at the takeout
who knows
without asking
that he needs
four catsup packs
to make it
through the fries
and onto his coke
his ex-wife
no longer looking
over her shoulder
as they drive off
his kid’s head down
already absorbed
into his Mac tablet
without so much
as a gif good bye