Transferred

before and the space after,

and the splitting of time.

Our confusion rests in

what we won’t distinguish.

and not often true ones.

scarred?

when their safety

was never

threatened?

unsafety transfers in a way

that safety can’t.

someone who fancies

themselves safer.

come in on someone’s tide,

and tonight

I wonder

whose tide this is,

a tide carries us back to the shore.

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