A Delay on # 138 as Well, but Here's the Opening

Old Spice, cigarette smoke, and steam
make the scent of a father,
or used to, but the past moves only slowly out of place,
so much so that it stills still there,
which means still here,
inside us, your children, six of us,
variously rendered, each a different attempt
at making a life.

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