Creative Writing - Sample Poems

How Many Light Bulbs Does it Take?

Touch me, here, on the cheek. I am not a strong man.
My bones are bubbles and my hairs are needles
and I run when I should walk. Put your many fingers
through my hair. Lie me down and talk to me
but please don’t speak. Stroke my fingernails
with your skin, whisper my name with your hair
then do it again. I am patient. Write me a letter
while I watch you, sign my name on it, then argue
about the cost of not living. I have waited. And I am.
Here. Touch. My heart has lion’s claws but doesn’t roar.
Hover over me, a human light bulb buzzing.