Lillium

mythology...hollywood..indie films..
movement and metaphor..
the car itself a tradgic figure or escape
of fantasy flight now...

the jump from working and walking to be
in a birch stand in winter to a V eight running
which means it must have been started warmed
up with enough petrol...

what is one thinking..revealing to ones thoughts
in the quiet of nite in the stand..Moonlight all about
the quiet compared to the rumble din of the car...
both are vehicles hiding or conveyance too the
motives of each setting

what was the walk about..for..from..towards.
what is the drive for..about..for..from..towards..

purpose

eyes in shadow shinning
the hunger
the denial
the lust

this can be from the woods..the spirits
birches..memories
of summer or season
winter is a cleansing time
everything on hold freezing
clenched the air purified with
its frigid grasp..

what can the woods deny
what can the watcher spirits
or entity deny
Is it Denial itself faced in this
mytho setting..the Moon a witness
to everything and nothing

Then the shift to the car
driving..rolling..
what eyes in shadow
At night obviously perhaps
the poem alludes to nite
in the first stanzas or paragraph
or lines...Is the moonlight still
there...perhaps..there are shadows
cast..Or are the shadows always
there anyway regardless of moon
or lights period..

The hunger....Obviously its a need
something that is restless and all consuming
at times for those starving with an unquenching
appetite..
Denial...denial that the hunger even exists...
that one can hunger for anything..something
nothing..But its there....
the lust
ah yes..always the function of motive

awake at night...a hunger..
denial..lust..already sounds like a far out there
write

music ebbs...
another introduction
and smoke....from a fire? for heat..
spiritual..getting rid of paperwork?
or a cigarette while parked thinking
listening quietly too music..??

Like tortured spirits..
so spirit like ghosts keep the writer
awake....looking to nature
looking to man made things
in moonlight

it doesnt say winter...it could be summer
spring..fall....doesnt say how large the moon
is...wending smoke to the stars..so its not
overcast anyway..no moody storm
rain and wipers...

ever mending
ever wending

time...so this is re ocurring this restlessness
mend and then hunt hunger denial
restless searching
tortured ghosts..
the burning could be a spirit offering
or just a cigarette while a song ends
ebbs...

the rest is basic high school write
stuff....nothing too elaborate
power..need...repetition
nature has a power..at night very
fantasm stuff...one believes in much
then..imaginative...more focus
and vision to troubling thoughts
then mere daylights revelation..

casualities of romance
Love is dead???
the hunger satisfied and finished
written aside
cast off
unburdened
Or refreshed like a genies
wishes...
always the fable
that you should always
consider well what one
wishes..

actually the ending is about power and control
very dark and enriched part of the story..
and powerlessness too in the same venue
that nature will always rise and the rest
too succumb...cars break..broken and rust
away seize up
where mans heart keeps beating
the illness of all that unknown
a ghost in the chambers
the night awakens him
well I write he but it never really emphasizes
whom the possible subject and subjects
are...

I like the creativity of dealing with humans
that they can unlock so much
that which we may never consider locked
or even a door to a room of being
the self is such a mystery
sometimes once something is tasted
it develops a hunger for it
a taste...

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