Luyện nghe bài hát The Jeweller

Very he sipped his tea
Not shifting his from the thick double
printing he read with his jeweler's eye

Engrossed in his
He passed the other inhabitants of the room
A scrawled of time and space

For both passed him by with the speed of
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
Drastic measures called for
And as in the lonely man was blessed
wisdom to the point of desperation

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

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

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

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

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

So turning his street
He stopped at the store and bought an eye patch
soon covered the reluctant eye

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

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

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

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