Feelers

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Feelers reaching,
claiming land
that waited under
feet untouched, unmoving

Feelers from
atop, below
two heartless suns
keep burning
keep
forgetting; thus,
attempts at least,
resenting

With feelers,
I am brave,
I am
myself, my
own reflection
cannot scare,
cannot
distract myself from
my intentions, my
claimed land,
make walking legs from
bone and muscle,
blood and hopes

In circles
feelers grow,
but disappointment comes
at later stages