A desire vanished in the night,
Passionate, with a delusional tale,
Sealed by a cry in the red light,
Finding physical pleasure, floating to jail.
Boundless passions no limitation
Could curb. There's something there,
Beyond strangeness and despair:
Absurd, fantastic, disturbing,
Stress how Lynchian humor's working,
Erasing classicism without any pretension.
Through the loss of bearings, ideals,
Its complexity, the story reveals,
Puzzling reason and logical schemes,
Feeling only dreams conquer extremes.
Regarding to those who doubt,
Answer: what's life all about?