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Coffee

sadness is coffee

coffee, drinking, one moment

of hot coffee

and staring at the sparrows in the garden

 

in the kitchen two mugs wait together

coffee without sugar, black

coffee powder

too much coffee, no

coffee is ready?

 

drinking coffee, with the chairs

one sip, is coffee, on cup, is coffee

coffee stains, the cold remains

coffee

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we kijken door onze wimperharen

als behang met ogen weten we alles

en zwelgen in hun lach

ze weten niet van ons, de onbekenden

op geeltjes zingen we hen hymnen toe

naast het bord vol kotelet en lente-ui

’s avonds op de bank ontpoppen we de eerste wijn

en drukken kusjes op het liefste plekje in hun hals

meisjes die op de knieën gaan, zijn wij

en we trekken littekens naar binnen, omdat zij

alleen voor de spiegel hun kapsel doen

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ik veeg toefjes slagroom van je wangen
jij smeert glazuursel op je lippen
en drukt ze op het tafelblad
‘zie je, mama, kusgebak!’

——zodat we lachen in de camera
——zoals we lachten door het busraam

de mussen zijn jouw eregasten
ik zing met hen ‘lang zal ze leven’
twee 1-kaarsen in de crispies
roze plaksel op mijn lippen
en ik kusgebak je appelwangen

de krantenknipsels op een hoop
als die er nou niet waren
dan danste je met papa polka’s
en gaf oma je haar oorhangers

——als papa thuiskomt ruimt hij op
——de taart, de slingers
——niemand komt

——het is alleen de wind die langskomt
——en jouw foto in de heg smijt

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Gesmoord

de stem gesmoord

door tranen

een thriller breekt

de sleur

bij hoog en laag.

we springen

en dan gaan we

de afgrond in.

het requiem

op een tak halverwege

redding nabij

achter glas

verstopt.

vlagen dragen ver

de gil ontsnapt

dat ben ik

niet jij

die klokken luidt.

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It’s been a long time since I came around

It’s been a long time but I’m back in town

But this time I’m not leaving without you

You taste like tick-tack when you kiss me oh

I’d give everything again to be your baby doll

This time I’m not leaving without you

You said: “Sit back down where you belong

In the corner of the bar with your sneakers on.”

I said: “Sit back down on the couch where we

Will make love the first time.”

And you’ll say to me

Something, something about this place

Something, about those lonely nights

Or my lip-gloss on your face

Something, something about my cool science guy

Yeah there’s something about

Baby, you and I

It’s been six years, since we’ve first met

In those years few words have been said

While muscle cars drove a truck right through my heart

On my birthday singing about that heart of gold

With your guitar humming in childhood overload

This time I’m not leaving without you

You said: “Sit back down where you belong

In the corner of the bar with your sneakers on.”

I said: “Sit back down on the couch where we

Made love the first time.”

And you said to me

Something, something about this place

Something, about those lonely nights

Or my lip-gloss on your face

Something, something, about my cool science guy

Yeah something about, baby, you and I

You and I

You, you and I

Baby, I’d rather die

Without you and I

You and I

You, you and I

Jay Mister, I’d rather die

Without you and I

Put your drinks up!

We got a whole lot of money

But we still pay rent

‘Cause you can’t buy a house in heaven

There’s only a few man

Imma serve my whole life

It’s my daddy, Jay Mister and

Darwin, for the theory of evolution

Hutton, for showing us the age of our world

Newton, for universal physics application

Malthus, for seeing that population growth will always outrun food production

Hardin, you discoverd our tragedy of the commons. “The population problem has no technical solution; it requires a fundamental change of mind.” We should reflect more on our technical evolvement, for new solutions should not bring about new problems. Critical reflection is at the base of a healthy progress, and we humans are blessed with a self-reflective mind so let us not ruin our world with foolishness…

Now something, something about the chase

It’s one shy guy

I’m a science girl chasing science boys

And want my lips all over your face

Something, something, about just knowing when it’s right

So put your drinks up!

For science, Jay Mister, oh boy, I love ya!

You and I

You, you and I

Baby, I’d rather die

Without you and I

You and I

You, you and I

Jay Mister

I’d rather die

Without you and I

It’s been a long time since I came around

It’s been a long time but I’m back in town

But this time I’m not leaving without you


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Stomkop

Flash!

Je raakt verblind door mijn lach

Ik staar nog weg maar je hapt

Beet! zeggen je ogen.

Zoete woorden over mij

Je smijt ze rond als rozenblaadjes

Laatste act: het doek mag vallen

Voor jou een slinger aan het stuur

Ik zucht. Aggut, je kreukelzinnen

Race je weg uit mijn leven?

Vergeet

[eentje uit de oude doos]

 

 

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They dig out piles of sand

Iron scraping brownish quarts

Rhythmically weeping trees

I kiss their crests, one by one

—‘Next year rain will return’

He’s digging pits for sprouts

And sun colouring his tears bright-red

Me whispering him to go home

—‘Come, rain is sleeping far away’

Early first-falling leaves

It’s the whizzing he looks after

Oh, blessed life, I look on

—‘And with the rain I’ll be back’

Between the cities’ eyes, there

Next to a young oak, he waits

Loddon Lilies proudly pointing

I hush their calling with a nod

—‘Sing along when rain comes down’

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