myself
present
and i confess
that this is why
i address myself
to you
veronica.
(deep in the caverns
of my heart
there is a coin.
it has two faces
unchanging
and the metal
in the center
writhes
between them,
turned liquid
under pressure.)
i. a poet's love ii. veronicae iii. the unpaved iv. prayer-within v. blank and full vi. red earth vii. still life viii. the tic begins ix. arouse alive / a suffering x. de ore leonis xi. fingers of the bird xii. the great good use