Matryoshka

A core figure sits at the center
surrounded by numerous layers
of intricately decorated effigies.

Only the seam,
gapped and uneven,
betrays that levels lie beneath--

Only the enamel,
pressure cracked and chipping,
hints of inferior artistry and a forced fit--

Evidence made plain
in the clear light of day
that its maker is not quite the master.

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