(titel op het eind)
Daar lig je dan
In het gras in de zon
Je kattebak vol verse korrels
Fris water en heerlijk voer staan voor je klaar
Ja, het leven is mooi !
Titel: Overreden kat
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april 2013
There.
A man
well-equipped
With an own
robust
Style and rhythm
crosses
The road
And looks both ways
fifteen times
For all the crazies
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Me.
I’m writing in English
usually a bad sign
Means I don’t want to think
just flow
Disappear down some drain
and resurface
Cleansed.
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Get.
The price is too high.
They want me to stop being me
Just for access to their premises
And to what my body craves
Just once
I’d like someone
Who doesn’t give a flying fuck
To teach me
How.
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Can’t.
Sometimes I wonder
Why I can’t want what
others do
The thought never lingers
Because I always find
I’m unapologetic about it
And people tell me
that’s inexcusable.
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Peace.
I want to make peace
With my former town
So I sit and I drink and I watch
All I see is tits and kids
I’m in the mood for neither
After a while I pay and leave
And enjoy my quiet home.
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U mag mij wegstemmen
My time here is up
I’ve outstayed my stay
No longer of tomorrow
Even hardly of today
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Life is an addiction
Life is an addiction
It wrecks your body and it rots your soul
Life is an affliction
You suddenly have it and there is no cure
Every known remedy is fatal
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