The Others claim
to feel my pulse
through tendrils
that I willingly extend..
to feel something.

My tendrils
are, however,
merely words
I type alone
in darkness
on a screen.

As they
attempt
to palpate
for some
evidence of
palpitations
in my heart,
what is their felt?

Heartbeat
of tendrils..
For they do not
feel it through
the pulse upon
The Artist’s
loving hands.