Do you ever just get a random phrase just stuck in your head and it won't go away until you do something with it? I do, but I cannot fit anything around it, and when I do, it make me sound much more whiney and/or emo than I am comfortable with.
Sweet Vermillion...
What the hell do you do with sweet vermillion? I get visuals of blood and romanticised masochism. Soomething I'm acquainted and comfortable with. I guess it's better to write about than do, but really.... I am not that emo!!! Maybe I am and just in denial.
(2 hours later)
So, I tried to write a poem and I got 2 verses in and put the brakes on. It was bad and whiny. I'm hungry and kind of hating life and the world at this very second.
