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Immiscible
A globule of liquid is
dropped into this ocean,
Blending in, one with the water that is
chaotic, frothy, never still.
Moving along, flowing along the waves
Shaken, being the shakee, watching the water move
Everything after all is a tumble of roiling emotions
Then the ocean stood still,
and there was only hmmm . . .
It turns out, this globule was a mistake...
It never belonged, never truly blended in.
An illusion, perhaps?
It had always been different.
In a word:
Immiscible.
In every sense of the word.
Easily separated, filtered out.
Then tossed, swallowed
by sand.
Vestiges of it erased,
like it never deserved to be there in the first place.
Immiscible.
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