Sometimes creative thoughts and projects and spurting possibilities become over over overwhelming to the point of exploding into... a bloody balloon animal? misshapen shrapnel? hot firecracker punching bags? sparks? drizzles? sizzles? swivel sticks with a cut in the middle?
I don't know yet, but my mind is sort of (over)working on a poetry related interview and body issues at the same time and is feeling tempted to morph/fuse the two and I think my fusion mix might work interestingly well.
Or it might be a repetitive outburst that I spend hours focusing on until I complete it - and then realize I've expressed this hundreds of times before.