Luyện nghe bài hát The Family And The Fishing Net

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

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

Light through her secret tunnels
Sucked into the open
out in sudden flashes
Draining blood from well-fed

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

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

Even as the soft tingle
They mingle the homeless mother
Who loves the day but lives
That was hers

The worried father, lost lover
Brushes ashes with his
Rehearses to fly and hover
Bursting over the and groom

And the talk on

Memories crash on tireless
The lifeguards whom the winter

Silence falls the
All the doors are
Nervous hands grip tight the
In the darkness, the cake is cut

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

The body and the