text: could anyone help me analyze this poem? please!? the guitar, makes the dreams cry. the sob of the lost souls, escapes for its round mouth. and as the tarantula a great star knits to hunt sighs that float in her black wooden reservoir. the guitar strings resemble a web...  it's playing a sad song, crying through it's "mouth", entrapping those who hear it.  the "star", is the one who plays the guitar, and "knits the web", thus, hunting and entrapping through it's melodies.