Dual Citizenship:

What's an antonym for remorse?

The words are foreign
residing in a land 
we don't inhabit—

a frictionless
glassland

where are our passport
ain't accepted.

Meanwhile we can travel freely
from good health
to illness,
joy to
dread.

We take to the water
regardless,

paddling away from coasts
whose sands
kill,

not knowing
the currents or tides.