Immovable Object Poem by Upper Swing

Immovable Object



I am the immovable object
I am the irresistable force.
The ocean must part before me
As I break the surface
With my slightest touch.
Water droplets bead
And travel slowly down my skin,
Trying vainly to return to oneness,
Trying to find a way around
The solidity of my intrusion.

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