Wordless

Behind the word, below the word, around
always is an elsewhere, or more than one
for word is never sufficient itself
never can word suffice unto itself

I adore the word, not idolatry
I’m apprehensive of apprehension
Prehensile claw can lift, murder, let slip,
Words do hold me rapt and yet I escape

I expect that there was no beginning
No "anfang" at all, no fanged word to seize
A nugget of nothing, strike as lightning
To create any sky of cold innocence

May be no before be-fore was before
Words cannot write betoken wordlessness