Luyện nghe bài hát Strolling Wolf

at dusk through wheat
the olive groves
and
insects like
fly the strolling man
crackling plant
hovering
all on the alive
a swig of moonshine
listen to the whine



bulls and bees
listen to the lone

take a of moonshine
taste its heady



bulls and bees
wolf howling
lone howling
wolf
strolling

the morning star has since gone
the sun is in the sky
a figure stands
stranded on sands
up in the blue and
the seabirds watch and
for movement of a kind
down on their plate
where played
a flower
pulled and torn up by its
and where it stood the empty
screams...................................................................
down on the flats baby turtles
for of the big deep
and caps come crashing in
indifferent to flesh
shriek of attack moving in
a clash a gourmet din
of cruel gull and tearing skin
screaming...........................................................................
lit by the evening at venus sands
a blood orange sky
there's a of a figure prone
abandoned and all
sands