I See Colors Like You Hear Jet

I've Always Been Interested In The Form Itself, So I Always Feel Like I've Never Been Good At Going Ahead With The Artifice And Not Acknowledging The Self In The Artistic Process, And Not Acknowledging The Absurdity Of Pretending That's Required In Fiction.

I See Colors Like You Hear Jet Planes.

I Need Eight Hours To Get Maybe 20 Minutes Of Work Done. I Had One Of Those Yesterday: Seven Hours Of Self-loathing.

Nothing Again. No One Is Listening. No One Is Waiting To Hear The Kicking Of A Man Above. It Is Unexpected. You Have No Ears For Someone Like Me.

Here I Am Rock You Like A Hurricane.