Luyện nghe bài hát The Family And The Fishing Net

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

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

Light creeps through her tunnels
into the open spaces
Burning out in flashes
Draining blood well-fed faces

Desires form in subtle
Flex the muscles in
Up and its pristine cage
So the music, so the

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

Even as the skins tingle
They with the homeless mother
Who loves the day but lives
That was hers

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

And the goes on

Memories crash on tireless
The lifeguards whom the winter

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

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

The and the flesh