Luyện nghe bài hát Carried into redemption

i know that lizards like jelly, because i have fed wild geckos on the roof of my hut in the islands. she was called the morning lizard, and i would drop clear ponds
from the tips of my fingers for her to drink, and gobs of silly flavored jelly on the counter for her to lick.

i know that it is to become intimate with a stranger, from a distance, across time and continents, because i have knelt before a young master in a very private tea
ceremony. i him move, whisk, wipe, fold, touch, offer, drink, enter, exit,

this one wasn't so good.
i have at carnegie hall.
i have homeless, panhandled on the streets.
i have death, and birth, and graduation.
i have been to leave, and invited to stay.
i went to a big new years eve party in new york city, with many people, the mayor, baryshnikov, jessica lange,
i was at the of the film which one best film that year.
i was kicked out of school
i was the key to the city of baltimore.
what a kick. i'd like more of those. i was
i am the highest point of my family tree. i call them to fruition, i sing them about the beautiful sky, but they cannot see it. there is a canopy above them, being
woven out of determination to grow. out of the of pain. i call them but they do not come, they cannot come, no sun hits them.
i have swum turtles in the open sea.
i found ancient, rusty on the shore.
and written about the boat, the sailors, and their , from one piece of survival.
i grew up in a hospital, watching my die.
i grew up in a room , watching my mother bring home left over food.for our dinner.
i have cried my self to sleep by the cold sea, with no coat or blanket or for the phone,
and awakened in the warm sun, in his arms, hearing his grunts and the rustling of his leaves, his great
and love by these things,
and so love became a calm,
and i have run
back to the
the completed, weakened by love,
send me back to the
my
i have turned my back to the sunrise from hotel
and called out the name of the setting sun from the desert
i've been it was happening
i have made it
i have down tiny lanes alone, for miles
i have planned
i have myself into moderation
i abandon my own
i have been attacked by of red ants.
by horses
by crazy
i have been carried all the way, by someone, now and
but he is always too tired to stay
and i hate him for my weakness
i have been in a helicopter, flying over the alaskan glaciers, and i have in the concord, faster than sound.
as much as i have learned camouflage, i have left my body on the plains at dusk
i been in a jet the oxygen masks dropped
i came out to the car and my daughter was gone her car seat.
she had me in.
all of it is written and over again.
i have skiied, water skiied, raced in the water, i have played and cards.
i chess at 8, when i learned my funny valentine.
i met bob dylan. He me a poet.
i rode with maximilian shell, and leonard cohen in the same elevator.on different