Luyện nghe bài hát A Poem on the Underground

The last train is due
the is closing soon
in the dark deserted
in anticipation
a man in the shadows.

His eyes leap and scratch
at all they can touch or catch
hidden deep his pocket
safe within his silent
he holds his crayon.

Now from the stony womb
the rides to meet the groom
and opens and welcome doors
but he then withdraws
deeper in the

And the train is suddenly
on wheels clicking
like a tapping litany
and he his crayon rosary
in his hand

Now from his he quickly flashes
the crayon on the wall he
deep upon the
a single-worded comprised of
- four

And his is laughing, screaming, pounding
the poem across the rebounding
shadowed by the exit
his legs take their ascending
to seek the breast of and be suckled by the night.