Oranges
are cells
Open
Sections are cells
Open
Pointed vertical cells of juice inside
Squirt open biting inside that
What biologists call cells
Structure of life
Inside that
Molecules the cells of chemists
Inside that atoms
Surrounded by
Neutrons and Protons and Electrons
Electrons the cells of Electrical Engineers
like me
The quantum raisin pudding
Inside that
Quarks and superstrings
The domain of physicists
You can debate the infinity of this chain
But this structure
Is all in place
Holding empty space
Electrons and protons are tiny,
Nothing compared to the size of the atom they create
They tell me everything is made up
Of pretty much empty space
Every layer of fractal celling
Is merely structuring empty-ness
Inside me
Emptiness
I am the body structure holding it
It is the emptyness
Of the orange
That nourishes me.