Luyện nghe bài hát The Family And The Fishing Net

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

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

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

form in subtle whispers
Flex the 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 possessed

as the soft skins tingle
They mingle with the homeless
Who the day but lives another
once was hers

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

And the goes on

Memories crash on tireless
The lifeguards whom the winter

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

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

The body and the