Eddy Van Vliet Biography

Father. Undress yourself. While you still may.
Show me what time has scarred
since we sat in the bath together and I proved
that waterdrops want to touch one another.
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Death. Don't be afraid. Do not dither
before my door. Come on in.
Read my books. You are part of
nine out of ten. I know about you.
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In the courtyard where the cooing of pigeons
was all too easily predictable,
I heard a singing, which, freeing itself
from the whining sleet around us,
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That's the way it goes, the way it was and always will be.
Promise to meet in cafés on closing day.
Standing on the wrong side of a bridge.
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The city is covered with places you
took from me. Full of joint
footsteps, full of joint laughs.
They were sheltered by dreams and if need be
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