Luyện nghe bài hát The Family And The Fishing Net

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

Moist as grass, ripe and heavy as the
The is full, well out of sight
All the conversations
on the warm flesh cake

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

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

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

Even as the soft tingle
They mingle with the mother
Who loves the day but lives
That once was

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

And the talk on

Memories crash on waves
The lifeguards the winter saves

Silence the guillotine
All the are shut
Nervous hands grip the knife
In the darkness, the cake is cut

around, in little pieces
The body and the
The family and the
And another in the

The and the flesh