monolith
no one remembers
when you became the immovable object
the day you became stone
enclosed in your superiority
refusing any ingress
you stood against the storm
how long has it been
since anyone touched you
have you defied entropy
and in doing so
lost the power to change
nothing scratches you
your perfect reflective glass
mirrors all that assaults you
when i press my hand to your surface
i wonder what is left inside
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