Luyện nghe bài hát The Family And The Fishing Net

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

Moist as grass, and heavy as the night
The sponge is full, well out of
All around the
Icing on the warm cake

Light creeps her secret tunnels
into the open spaces
Burning out in flashes
Draining blood from faces

Desires form in whispers
the muscles in denial
Up and its pristine cage
So the music, so the

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

Even as the skins tingle
mingle with the homeless mother
Who the day but lives another
That was hers

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

And the goes on

Memories crash on waves
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 little
The body and the
The and the fishing-net
And another in the

The body and the