Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing Important

I am born by Caesarian at 9:30 AM
in Princess Mary's Maternity
on the 24th May, sixty ago today,
by the ankle, smacked across the bum,
swaddled in a blanket howling a wheel.
My big brother Iain on his hisses 'I don't like him'.
Maradona, I'm Peter Beardsley, chasing a ball through the mud
followed by the kitchen window, through the fern:
'Boys! ready!'
Dad is tuning in the beyond a heaving mountain of spaghetti hoops.
I am
You are
Nothing
Death within a
Petrified on the back of a in the Balearic Sea off Alcudia
I can see the ghost of my uncle Derek to us from the beach,
gently out of reach,
the telephone swinging by its cord,
a glass of broken beer on the lino.
My mam slips into the
a of his sweetheart
Good-Luck Bear I peer gingerly over the side,
press my up to the tide,
and there behold a chewing on a chrysanthemum
and a family of clownfish hovering in the hair.
In the scullery of the cub-hut my clarinet
a sack of flour - a flurry of pins
squashed into the handle
a crescent moon of fig-wasps.
Drizzling my fingers with The Sponge
Dad says 'we'll probably have to them off'.
He collapses like a canvas tent on the astroturf
rent with a fibula guide-rod a hole through his shin
There are in his moustache
a flute of champagne
down the and out for a throw-in
A St.John careers between the sugary pillars of the wedding cake
A spoon
A pewter
these words inscribed upon the
RETIREMENT BEST GRANDDAD IN THE WORLD
A toby jug to the brim with curtain hooks
A rug discoloured with tobacco smoke
within braids concealed a rank
of soldiers set to burst underfoot
Berwick in oils: a skiff on the tweed
cradling a false
a seraph
with an ashtray for a
- and I don't about these things
Why do they remain so clear while the faces of my loved ones
A Rington's
a hairline seam of superglue through the Black Gate
a digital
frozen on an orange thumb
I remember all things
Old karate
I am by these things
and pesatas
I remember all things
A roll of price stickers
I can see all things but
have all my people gone?
In the end it meant to be.
He was the most thing that I had ever seen.
He survived for seven
before he slipped