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Niet te vergeten - Vegas

het is waanzin eigenlijk
want ze is compleet gestoord
~ deze stad

de hitte, het leven, de droom
obsessief en grotesk
als in een film
om niet te vergeten

jij en ik ~ samen
diner in The Venetian
onder de blauw geverfde hemel

de nachten verlicht in neon
en het bed
geschikt voor vier
geheel voor ons twee
we konden dubbel liggen van het lachen

hoe gek moet je zijn
om hier te verblijven
en te denken dat het echt is
~ of kan zijn
dat je kunt winnen
een leven in luxe
en daarmee zomaar ineens
ondanks alles
gelukkig kunt zijn

keep on dreaming baby...


Anonymous said…
Vegas - waar droom en werkelijkheid in elkaar vervagen. De ontnuchtering des te groter.
Mooi verwoord!

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