Cee Bea Biography

this morning I awoke with that
ache... that feels like Louisiana crying.

the meter exempt from time
...

in my modesty
I know glory,
only by its lack
...

This is why...
as my fingers numb
and all seems acidic
...

she left
into the mist,
with all the love

she held
for me
...

I think I finally got it,
the truth in stone statuary

of course he felt better
...