The isle of loneliness

The isle of loneliness welcomed me

Long ago by the shore where I imagine roots berries and figs and citrus trees

The sun is providing vitamin D and I'm sipping on something providing vitamin 

C and and A and I can finally say I'm tired

Exhausted and in this little piece of heaven I feel a sudden constant move and shift

I feel my worries sail a drift and I can say I am relaxed from previous stresses

I can say I no longer have the need to wear dresses and I'm tending to my skin

Scared and scaly and blemished and chapped and spotted brown of scars

I no longer count the stars

And as I resume to normalcy

I wonder if it's really me 

But back to Palos I go

I wonder what will happen to isle

That sits under Venus

And from my bedroom window

I think I see a constellation in the shape 

Of a penis and much to my delight 

It is! Only on the little isle of loneliness