Luyện nghe bài hát The Jeweller

Very slowly he his tea
Not shifting his glance the thick double
Spaced printing he read his jeweler's eye

in his corner
He onto the other inhabitants of the room
A scrawled insularity of and space

For both him by with the speed of light
Not the flow of substance however varied
Into that lysergic entity as the black hole

He was hardly for his time
And conversation was not lost on him
Drastic measures called for
And as in the lonely man was blessed
With wisdom to the of desperation

But in his corner, developing around him
Like a sun was a climate of rare beauty
That sight and could no longer be considered
food for the senses

And he had begun to notice as his failed
That mind and matter were in no way to one other
As if in fact the one could not and prove
Its existence in terms of the other

"What this word mean?"
He enquired of the solemn hopefully
"Nothing for desert sir", the reply
"Perhaps a cocktail, demitasse or a essence
It the breathing you know sometimes"
"The bill, if you don't mind", quickly he back

And as the patter of the faded in the room
For he barely heard them now, his eye slowly began to
And by the time he on the sunny street
He was forced to entirely on the other eye for help

But happily it continued its many
Blinking gently for lubrication and registering
It was rush hour in Hawaii ten a.m.

So turning his street
He stopped at the drug store and bought an eye
That soon the reluctant eye

Climbing the stairs he what to do next
He would call a and have tests made
Eat food and if necessary consent to surgery
The resort of the gambling man

And at one a.m. he awoke from a
And fumbling his way in the obsolescent light of his room
He peered into the rusty veins of his
And lifted away the patch, what he saw him

Where was tremulous tissue and membrane
Was now a follicle and perfectly vagina with vulva
and mysterious, unrevealing and still to the untrained eye

But in the deep dark recesses of that sticky
Lay the unclosing watchful eye of disgust in its moments
Lunging forward and hungry for the cold light of