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
zeros tinge the tiger skin

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

creeps through her secret tunnels
Sucked the open spaces
Burning out in sudden
blood from well-fed faces

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

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

as the soft skins tingle
They mingle with the mother
Who the day but lives another
That was hers

The worried father, long lost
ashes with his broom
Rehearses jokes to fly and
Bursting over the and groom

And the talk on

Memories crash on waves
The lifeguards whom the winter

falls the guillotine
All the are shut
Nervous hands tight the knife
In the darkness, the cake is cut
Passed around, in little
The and the flesh
The family and the
And another in the

The and the flesh