Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing Important

I am born by Caesarian at 9:30 AM
in Princess Maternity Hospital
on the 24th May, years ago today,
by the ankle, smacked across the bum,
swaddled in a blanket like a wheel.
My big brother Iain on his tip-toes 'I don't like him'.
He's Maradona, I'm Beardsley, chasing a ball through the mud
followed by the kitchen window, through the fern:
'Boys! ready!'
Dad is in the telly beyond a heaving mountain of spaghetti hoops.
I am
You are
important
Death a dream
Petrified on the of a pedallo 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 reciever swinging by its cord,
a of broken beer expanding on the lino.
My mam into the coffin
a polaroid of his
Clutching Bear I peer gingerly over the side,
press my up to the tide,
and there behold a barracuda on a chrysanthemum
and a family of clownfish hovering in the hair.
In the scullery of the cub-hut my falls
into a sack of - a flurry of pins
squashed the leather handle
a moon of stricken fig-wasps.
my fingers with The Magic Sponge
Dad 'we'll probably have to chop them off'.
He collapses a canvas tent on the floodlit astroturf
with a fibula guide-rod poking a hole through his shin
There are teardrops in his
charging a flute of
the aisle and out for a throw-in
A St.John careers between the sugary pillars of the wedding cake
A crystal
A pewter
these words inscribed the base:
HAPPY RETIREMENT BEST IN THE WORLD
A toby jug filled to the with curtain hooks
A sheepskin rug discoloured with smoke
within it's braids a rank
of soldiers set to burst underfoot
Berwick in oils: a on the swollen tweed
cradling a false
a seraph
an ashtray for a brain
- and I don't about these things
Why do they remain so while the faces of my loved ones disappear?
A plate
a forking seam of superglue through the Black Gate
a digital
frozen on an blurry orange
I remember all these
Old trophies
I am tethered by these
Thimbles and
I all these things
A of Woolworth's price stickers
I can see all things but
have all my people gone?
In the end it wasn't to be.
He was the most beautiful thing that I had seen.
He survived for seven
before he away