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

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

With feelers,
I am brave,
I am
myself, my
own reflection
cannot scare,
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

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