Luyện nghe bài hát Slant Invention

you amidst machines gone
mad and
a jar of
old
from to brown
burners on to the plants warm
to the air good
to calm you down
cords cross the room to half
unwilling to pull you from your
a voice to shake you your gaze
you on the hot
growing
to hang up
hands
mouth from
glued to
you smile a bit before falling back into the
i watch you like art
you are
leaning you are
to mean
you traffic
you're the
i'm the
surrounded by all your old and fashion books
years will keep you angry
angry
plenty and enthused
into a state of static
moods ecliptic
panicked
some sort of median
comedian
emerging gun smoke
i am wrong when
assigning
but oh
face so well
i am off and
bleeding theory
the dig is
the grave i the dialogue.