Luyện nghe bài hát Universal Separation

a century of universal
in cyclotrons are split
souls are split, sounds are split
while behind a fence on a bench in someone's garden
doom a century of separation
and her are ancient and her palms are taut with nerves
it oozing
out of at night
it out of the rain
if a looks skyward
it comes out of chairs and
if you don't point at and say their names
it comes into your mouth you sleep
pressing like a
beware,
nearby and cynical, death brandishes a spade
here whispers are worse curses, offer no consolation
how long the bureaucrats babbled on like crows universal good...

if you meet a eyed person
you must plunge into the grass, the chilly ants
fish through the green fingernails and come up the four leaf clover
or your blood congeal like cold gravy
if you run across a horseshoe, passerby, stop, your hands out of your

and count the nails as you count children or your money
otherwise a sand flea will crawl in ear and fly into your brain
and the only wall you'll keep from going mad, is to be hit a hammer
hour
if a is in the elevator with you
don't away... don't turn away
immediately touch his
for a child be born from his back tomorrow
and if he promptly bites the nails off
so it become a thief that child will be holy
and you, simple that you are, may go on flying
you knock on wood
and you go
you on the cross