If I must be doomed
To this solitary existence
Allow me then
To meander about the woodlands
Free of society (unhindered, naked)
I will rub my genitalia
Against moss-covered rocks
Or the smooth skin of some friendly birch
Feast on small creatures
Fall upon my knees next to
Some small brook
Sip its cold waters
While my bare ass is thrusted
Toward the sun
I shall walk among the civilized folk
Only to be seen shitting
On a sidewalk
Before quickly returning
To celebrate my inner beast.