Back to the Trees

I think I may go back to the trees

I want to be a fighter again

a warrior for the bark

a blood-letting goddess

dancing with the others

the long dance

the circle dance

the sex dance

the fire

I want to see the friends in hiding

so clean 

without computers

and college courses

and sculpted gardens

I lived away once

from death lights

and metaled grids

of flesh- burn humming

back to the trees now

warriors

all of us now

back to the trees