Blackbirdan online journal of literature and the artsSpring 2011 v10n1

Attachment: Virtual Matryoshka

There are as many foreign objects
on earth as in the sky,
a paradoxical finding.
All these divisions—
space into time chambers,
time into space!

And I have come to see perfection
in all forms is divisible,
high or low, deity or dust mote,

even you,
my perfect many-in-one,
and so I have had made

this matryoshka of you,
of captured impulses
and sparks.

You inside you
and inside that
is you,

child-sized you, fingernail you,
the tiniest speck
without flaw.  end