The Trajectory of a Bullet - part I: A Man Screaming so Loud Colours are Coming Out of his Mouth...

Dark night.

 City lights,
       The distance hangs like thunder…

If this car would only go faster.

Concrete Jungle air, there's a difference, big difference.
      Real air excites your lungs,
      Concrete air insults (assaults) your lungs.

I can remember being paid a good wage to help me forget
I lived in a plaster box in the Jungle, in the sky. I remember dry
heaves in the morning. I remember trying hard to forget…

    LANE CHANGE

I haven't seen another car for hours/miles of wet ribbon road.

 My thoughts aren't as fast as the painted lines or as
 slow as the radio's liquid amnesia…

I could be dead.

    ACCELERATE

    CASSETTE TAPE

"Hellhound On My Trail"

I'm chasing a dream that's a nightmare chasing through my 
childhood/youth/adult life.
The windshield wipers beat it back with fluctuating rhythm…

    ROAD SIGN

Turn off to where-ever/when-ever

    DOWNSHIFT/CHILDHOOD

Brick walls and darkness…windshield

    Staring at myself staring, I still think I'm twenty years
too late but I'm driving to forget all that shit, driving to
forget why I remembered it in the first place.

    ANIMAL!

    BRAKES LOCKED

    TIRES SQUEAL

Rear end of car drifts slightly…
      Control feels powerful,
      like I'm in control

    ACCELERATE

Country roads like big city lust gone sweet…
      headlights piercing darkness
in surgical foreplay being folded over and over
until afterbirth is all that's left.

  "I keep one hand on the wheel
  and one hand on the shifter
  I keep one eye on the road
  And one eye on your sister"

Teenage sex is better on record than reality; clumsy and rushed
headlong into death

Teenage sex sung about by grown men remembering/wishing

  "How many guys out there over 30
  can still get 16 year old girls
  to go down on them?"

  "How many really want them to though?"

   RIGHT TURN
Full moon on the horizon
Full tank in the rear

I remember helping a stranded female motorist. I gave her a lift.
Her car broke down in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of the night
and I was on one of my nightly cruises into tomorrow…
She didn't like the handcuffs hanging from my rearview mirror.
She turned pale…
I dropped her off at the top of a street she said was hers…I wonder if
she remembers/thinks about me or my handcuffs.

    FLIP THE TAPE

When I was a child I thought that all the traffic in the world
is what made the planet rotate…