Ordinarily This Would Be Otherwise

I am heavy with a fixation of me.
I am drawn to my particular attention.
I feel myself especially
As some incessant heartheat;
No discernible reason.

I am ringed with this kind of feeling.
Ordinarily I would be living farther,
Looking further.

Me is a very important person;
The shape of my hands,
The way my hair is combed.
I can only walk
As far as my feet will carry me.
I stretch my arms to their fingertips,
This is my orbit.

This drawing within and turtle his back,
Must necessarily be,
The clam his shell,
Some concern for turtle by turtle,
Else there be no turtle,
The clam his shell.