Luyện nghe bài hát The Family And The Fishing Net

Suffocated by mirrors, by dreams
Her honey belly the seams
are still upon the hinge
Pale zeros the tiger skin

as grass, ripe and heavy as the night
The sponge is full, out of sight
All around the
Icing on the warm flesh

creeps through her secret tunnels
Sucked the open spaces
Burning out in sudden
Draining from well-fed faces

form in subtle whispers
Flex the in denial
Up and down its cage
So the music, so the

Vows of sacrifice, headless
Dance in circles, the blessed
Man and wife, by all
grafted trunks in heat possessed

Even as the soft skins
mingle with the homeless mother
Who loves the day but another
That was hers

The worried father, long lost
Brushes ashes with his
jokes to fly and hover
Bursting over the bride and

And the goes on

Memories crash on tireless
The lifeguards the winter saves

falls the guillotine
All the doors are
Nervous grip tight the knife
In the darkness, the cake is cut

Passed around, in pieces
The body and the
The and the fishing-net
And in the mesh

The and the flesh