Zygote

1.

In the miracles of shape and form

The seditious emptiness of

Silence is born--zygote--

And will hold it's time

In the form of a crystal

Epistle- in all violence.

Is contained the form

Of beauty;

The downard motions

Of its upward rooting

The bejeweled truth

Gleams-- the inessential

Rotation, the sidereal

Speech of empty

measuring

The surfaceless intrusion

Of flawed black

Into the slack and heavy

Blackness, into the

Stardust sparseness

The night is the foil of

All beauty into the

Darkness

Beyond measuring, the trembling

Gamete-- the trembling Garnet

Of the beauty of night --

Preemptively discarded.

A warning to the guarded.