Without Review

The ease of writing - unfiltered and raw - causes long sentences without break to run-on, With no interruption and seldom pause in pace My writing and lyrical prose pose with no sense of space. For without analysis and self-review, The writing can often seem stale and far past-due. And with its stench building in height, The column of steam evaporates from sight, Whiffing away without care And without wonder who put it there.

Because the run-on was not run-down the meaning was far too easily lost drowned in sound.

-original poem