That put me right into wordbrain.

The first review I saw this morning had the typo "compatifications," and the internal riffing got going as if automatically, by reflex, no will involved at all.  Such I suppose are synapses & associations.

If full wordbrain were awake, I might have spelled "associations" wrong there in some similar-typo way.  Thus wordbrain is not entirely my friend, nor the friend of those to whom I communicate in words.

I should compose more verse, I'm thinking.  Yeah, for its own sake, poems gratia poemis (or whatever it'd be), always, but also to channel some of that form of swirlyhead.