Poem -

Island Man

Island Man

Stepping deep
into yet another
awkward social situation
of my own creation
I fail yet again
upon entrance
to take a moment
and gauge the temperature
of the room..

Maybe my thermometer is broken
or perhaps I lack
the aptitude to read it?

Are my small talk skills
really that deficient?

I so often lack the motivation
to even feign chatting interest..

Maybe I should just accept
the self reality fact
that by now is obvious..

I just don't give a shit..

Even the feeling to belong
which is a core human trait
has gone missing in me..

I have no use for people anymore..

Please don't take my exit quest personally..

There is no hate
in my encased heart for anyone..

Just a general sense of apathy..

I sure do miss the lockdowns of COVID
and the state sanctioned social isolation
that shielded we antisocial types
from the viral implications
of people interactions 

 

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Steve Green

Perfectly phrased and bearing truth, but we can still dream of Isolation Island

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