reflections on an uneven surface

intrigue me - layers
of water, metal, of glass slipping
backwards into your eyes as if
such containers could hold the universe
then spill it out
again reflections speak
of the substance you see
and the substance you don't
ask me about the science of light
ask me what it means to hold your hand
i will reply with ovoids and spirals
tipped upside down into the eddy line