The Russian doll by Jane Shore. I wonder if it is after a specific poem by Elder Olson.
The Russian dolls that I know are standalone. Inflated. Much like dibble toys. The biggest is as much as a kid. The dolls were stood outside the general store. So much of the internal conversation of Jane shore's poem is missed in these dolls still they could still hold onto whatever conversations they can carry looking at each other all the time.
I used to think that if you had too much time then you wouldnt have too many things to write. Now I see that as you write, associations lead you to so much more, that mere writing down what you want to write about might not capture all of it. Those amorphous thoughts which jane shore put into words very well in her poem.