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The Safe Wave


there has been a wave, creeping up the beach
its wide froth spilling up the head
it travels slowly, so slowly
thinking that no one will notice it
overtaking the scraps thrown back by the salty drink

we all await its arrival, to wash over the castle
and render it final, pushing it back into the earth
so it can start all over, leaving the wave to
crash, break, and dissolve