I am someone.
with elbows.
scared of ghosts.
I am someone.
see me.
I have been posting photos of me lately.
because I want to remind you that I am real.
I've aged.
grown, shrunk, changed.
but I am still here.
fear and all.
believe in me.
I have been trying for years.
because I still believe, stupidly.
I feel like standing staff in your life.
when I should be important.
more so than the poetic hand janitor.
so let me know you still use my poems as paper towels.