Luyện nghe bài hát The Jeweller

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

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

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

He was hardly ugly for his
And was certainly not lost on him
measures were called for
And as in antiquity the lonely man was
With to the point of desperation

But there in his corner, around him
Like a sun was a of such rare beauty
That sight and sound no longer be considered
Sufficient for the senses

And he had to notice as his hearing failed
That mind and were in no way connected to one other
As if in the one could not propose and prove
Its erotic existence in of the other

"What this word mean?"
He enquired of the waiter hopefully
"Nothing for desert sir", came the
"Perhaps a cocktail, demitasse or a herbal
It helps the you know sometimes"
"The bill, if you don't mind", he shot back

And as the of the feet faded in the room
For he barely heard now, his eye slowly began to close
And by the he emerged on the sunny street
He was forced to rely entirely on the other eye for

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

So into his street
He at the drug store and bought an eye patch
That soon covered the eye

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

And at one a.m. he from a dream
And after fumbling his way in the obsolescent of his room
He peered into the veins of his mirror
And away the patch, what he saw astonished him

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

But in the deep recesses of that sticky occlusion
Lay the unclosing watchful eye of in its closing moments
Lunging forward and hungry for the light of days