Just a Bit South of Nowhere

Just South Of Nowhere!

I stand on an empty 

strand of sand 

a lesser man, 

my rib cage 

holds my soul

a prisoner 

in it's overexposed 

bars of bone.

I have been here

for more then five weeks

and I'm down to 

two edible coconuts 

and hitting fish with rocks

in the shallows but

I hate sushi and I'm lonely,

I'm stuck on a tiny atoll

and what a toll 

it is taking from me,

I could use this glass bottle 

to slit my wrists, and bleed

out into the ocean 

thereby escaping 

in some manner, 

but I can still see

her pale blue eyes 

and her sweet smile,

and how saddened 

they would be

when my drained 

remains were found..

So I am sending 

out a message

on the back of the ticket 

I had in my pocket.

I am using the pen 

that was clipped

in my  now tattered 

suit coat 

that I signed my 

bar tab with,

from the cruise ship 

I fell off of, 

in a most inebriated state.

They promised me that I 

would travel the world

and see exotic places,

but my world has shrunk 

to a postage stamp

of tropic heat sweat and sand 

and this could be my last letter

I used a plug of coconut

to seal  the bottle tight

which was  most of 

tomorrow's breakfast

so if you find it

please hurry my rescue

and allow me to kiss again

that fair haired lass

who awaits me back home.