There is a brilliant density of stars
Drifting and appearing
Over the world’s limited
Gathering of trees.
There is the whale
Mythic and full
Of solemn music
Breaking the overture
Of waves.
There is the heart,
A giant, secret organ
Bursting in the small,
Shaking body.
And in the darkness,
In the troubled streets
Of Chicago,
In the far-off fringes
Of some lone delinquent mind,
There is the formula
Of ultimate undoing,
The seed which carries
In its center
The terrible tree
Of our demise.

Seth Jani currently resides in Seattle, WA and is the founder of Seven CirclePress. His own work has been published widely in such places as The Chiron Review, Pretty Owl Poetry, El Portal, The Hamilton Stone Review, Hawai`i Pacific Review, VAYAVYA, Gingerbread House, Gravel and Zetetic: A Record of Unusual Inquiry. Visit him at sethjani.com.