Luyện nghe bài hát The Family And The Fishing Net

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

Moist as grass, 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 into the spaces
out in sudden flashes
Draining blood well-fed faces

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

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

Even as the skins tingle
They mingle with the mother
Who loves the day but another
That was hers

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

And the goes on

Memories on tireless waves
The lifeguards the winter saves

falls the guillotine
All the are shut
Nervous hands grip the knife
In the darkness, till the is cut

Passed around, in pieces
The and the flesh
The family and the
And in the mesh

The body and the