Luyện nghe bài hát The Family And The Fishing Net

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

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

Light through her secret tunnels
Sucked into the spaces
out in sudden flashes
Draining blood from well-fed

Desires form in subtle
the muscles in denial
Up and down its pristine
So the music, so the

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

Even as the soft tingle
They with the homeless mother
Who loves the day but another
once was hers

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

And the talk on

Memories on tireless waves
The lifeguards whom the saves

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