--
I drift & I skip
I stumble & fall
roll down bounce & knock about
from excentric loop-the-loop
to another circle of weird
all Hallows' have come to roost
by the blood signal saint's
message bending cell bars
writing in a second language
so that talking to oneself
multiplies the mirrored who-ha
over & across hurdling borders
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