Forever you find
Your father
In otherfaces—
A balding head
Or beard enough
To dispatch youfollowing
For blocks after
To build sure
You’re wrong, orbuying
Some unknown human being a beer
To share. Well, not
Just one—andhere,
Among a world that mends
Only the large things,
Let the shadowgrow
Upon your face
Till you feel
At home. It’sall
Yours, this father
You make
Each day, theone
You became when yours
Got yanked away.
Take your placebetween
The men bowed
At the bar, the beer
Warming, glowingfaint
As a heart: lit
From within&just
A hintbitter.
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