Forest
Strolling on the edge of the parking lot
surrounded by mechanical beasts
I saw your opening.
Nothing special
just a rift between the bushes.
"Come, child," you whispered.
"Come into my leafy embrace."
Determined, I pushed my way through your thorns.
My skirt caught on them
and you scraped against my legs
your nettles stinging me harshly.
But I persevered.
And you swallowed me whole.
Your narrow passegeway opened
into a massive cavern of life
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