Archipelago - A poem

Archipelago

I'm an island nation

population almost won

disconnectedly attached

floating next to my neighbor

island

we send distress signals

across digital waves

unspoken words crashing

on another's shore

An unsocial network

of island chains

fettered together

in our loneliness

locked onto

a home screen

screaming in bold face font

Caress the keys

find the letter Y

R U O K

The post holding me up

says I'm...fine

fine as a grain of sand

alone onshore

seeking to stick to another

or a bare soul

treading the see

I'm unseen in.

Where are the boats?

the floats?

the dingy without ors or buts

but I'm too busy, too bored

too scared,

too lost on my own island

to swim to yours

or too comfortably numb

in my hypothermic chamber

for a warm hug

or a mug

of coffee with a friend.

Is it a Herculean task

to drag my island next

door to your

island?

Am I weak to ask for help?

A hand to bridge the gap

a face to face a conversation

meaning with truth

a true map back to

me and you and us

Come friend

my shore has an open door

policy

and a desire for one more or two

or maybe many more

to live

live in real time

an island of rapport.