Beyond Speech

Beyond speech Before the words Even leave your lips Thinking about thinking Looking at your thoughts I see the building blocks Of your breaking down It's noisy sound image An abstract tree growing concepts In a forest needing life * Simeon wages its demise Beyond the tip of your tongue After supper, when the words Have left your mouth All your childhood questions Still unanswered It's branches are torn apart Your tree positioned Without arches pays a fee To this living organism For it's inorganic accretions *Simeon wages it's demise Beyond the after thought Your prose has brought about There's no going back Past the Temple's entrance No chugalugging in reverse Like dead dogs guarding White noise on a mountain Jubilations and alleluias are Revelations so gloriously bright They hurt the eyes *Simeon wages its demise Beyond the pandemonium Of your chitchat usage On the far right of a good way off Your thirty tongues Those serpentine monsters Are tangled in green homilies No more conversations needed Not listening but watching Your gold watch a-tick tock ticking It's running against time all-embracing *Simeon wages its demise Unsanctioned quiet Never looks back Too much said Is always too late. There are many words for frost This is the house your words built You might have lost your tongue altogether Like blind passion without a mission Not even your homing pigeon can Any longer hear you out. *Simeon wages its demise