Celia's Suite

Celia from 'A' tenures the lot Standing near those Grey Bay's rocky scabs slapp'd by tide Stagnant water Green at the feet. Into time too From womb birth'd briefly hearts Remark regularly, Geiger counter Measuring, drone Circulating A style that too Tho pound for Pound bests itself Croons when moored Hits the deck when able; Dies. After all, that's Part of circulations Verse & volt what Did they do The songs from strings The blood bells the Thin pines at work, ’44 ash magnum Coiling skyward?