surviving

all day you hunt.
hiding in the brush,
moving quietly through
the woods
with your arrows.
leaning into trees,
peering
through the shadows
of brush and leaves,
searching for prey.
it's how you survive,
eating off the land.
crawling in the dirt,
burrowing, becoming
one with the forest.
being hungry drives you.
your ambition is to stay
alive, food and shelter.
you see no other way,
having tried
so many
in your coat and tie.
this makes the most
sense.