So, circles into spirals and cycles again,

Messages into words and letters ingrained,

Hands into pockets and eyes have been trained,

Features from looking so hard that you strained,

Over stretched meanings aborted through change,

A little light of warning and waryness braved!


So circles into spirals and handheld refrain,

Drumming on windows and blood on the pane,

Letters recycled and bravery stained,

Fearless of the freedom that messages contain,

Over used syllables revealing their brain,

Over and over and over and over again!


Again? Again, Again! Again!