Christoph Girard





Posthumousness (depth of)

The bone
is cool
a housing
deep into the Atlantic
eyes of a drop, rid
almighty open with basalt
wasting with a sinking table
whitened with course air
a trip to dear deluge
becomes near, animation
lying high and rampant in the
nest near Hong
Kong
sifting two years farther
does a doorkeeper travel for gold
the jetliner and the Floridians
emerge brainwashed and light







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