Some other things I write too often:
smoke here is so heavy that it hurts my eyes to read and all the words are
poorly spelled
and some are compounds of a couple strings
of words
impossible to read aloud without a constant stumble
over crude
dyslexic text
the product of some midnight rambling.
has no plot or topic not
the outcome a complex thought
but trite and trotting on the spot
a lax and lulling burnout.
