Freedom

Alone
with forest friends
awing in sunset glee
watching raptly the orange
sun sink into the thickets
              into the throats
              of screaming crickets,
flies restless like fighter jets
fight for right over
my fragrant corpse-

carry my carrion
into the veins of the earth-
Leave me ripen
and burst with worms-
Freedom is the gleam
at the tip
of the Reaper's sickle-

Set me free,         please.