This Layered Thing

This
layered
thing you
are: what
could it mean?

You mille-feuille
pumping
gentle frenzy
of a being:
opening

the bathroom
or the bedroom
or the kitchen
door, interleaving
layers of your

psyche
like a petit four,
spending
morning, noon
and night

accomplishing
your
complications,
after which
you lie down,

then get up
for more.
One wonders
what you’re
for.

.