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Ik vraag je de weg, gezicht dat me aankijkt,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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buiten maakt neon je voorhoofd bleek, straatnaam,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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nummer, bestemming door mijn raam gezegd<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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slaan op je lippen om in geheimtaal, tuimelen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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tussen je scherpe tanden. Ik ben autoreclame,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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lig opengevouwen op een wegenkaart, ontvang<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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wanneer je je vooroverbuigt. Hoe krijg ik je naast me<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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in deze blazende kamer, dat je me draagt over<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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kolkend water, me belaagt met je van god<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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gegeven mond, hoog schilderij in een kathedraal,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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me omarmt met je binnensluipende badgeur, even<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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blijft, even maar. Je zegt adieu in ijslucht, ik schuif je<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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dicht, verdwaal in straten, rotondes, de stad.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Man en hond op balkon<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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zien uit op een einder,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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binnen krullen gesmeed ijzer<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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hun neuzen bespeuren tuinen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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parken, stegen vol regen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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is dit een wolvenstad<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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ze hoeden de avond<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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hoor ik roep ze, een armlengte diep<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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ze geven signaal in hun luchtdun ei,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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snuiven asfalt, huisvuil, geraas,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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achter luiken gemurmel<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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uit gastenkamers, kreten,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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geaderde zee, strandstoelen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zout, ik wuif<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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naar de man met hond<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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gekaderd op het balkon<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en daar vaart weg wat me lief is,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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tweekoppig, rechtopstaand,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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op reis.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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Amulet<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Hij draagt je dagelijks lichter naar het ravijn,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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tovert merg uit je wervels, ellepijp, bekken,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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– de woorden alleen al, – longen, lymfe, hart,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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je zachte holten raken vol razend weefsel,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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knopen vasthoudt aan je vest, \u2018luchtige dracht<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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paars, wit, roze, aquamarijn. Dat hij weggaat.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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[p. 112] Ineke Holzhaus Gedichten Christoffel \u00a0 Ik vraag je de weg, gezicht dat me aankijkt, \u00a0 buiten maakt neon je voorhoofd bleek, straatnaam, \u00a0 nummer, bestemming door mijn raam gezegd \u00a0 slaan op je lippen om in geheimtaal, tuimelen \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 tussen je scherpe tanden. 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