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 tinge the skin

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

Light creeps her secret tunnels
Sucked into the open
out in sudden flashes
Draining blood from faces

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

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

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

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

And the goes on

Memories crash on waves
The whom the winter saves

falls the guillotine
All the doors are
Nervous hands tight the knife
In the darkness, the cake is cut
Passed around, in pieces
The body and the
The family and the
And in the mesh

The and the flesh