Landscrape #1: The green euphoric

A boy ventures into a forest, is raped and then disappears:

Into a forest,
A young boy embarked,
On a grass bed,
He laid as it darked.
A whir of green,
And undefined line,
Some scummy scent,
Through roping vine.
His scant regard,
Ether inhale,
His moonlit neck,
Collarbone pale.
Towered trees,
Cast canopy hex,
Blanket ferns,
By torsoed flex.
Deep rooted stump,
Bare back in lean,
Plunged in dark,
Coated and keen.
The heaving cradle,
In the soil cup,
Two frames drenched,
Perched bottom up.
A new gorge dug,
His pining tied,
The paining pack,
An aching guide.
On heavy eyelids,
A breeze had spoke,
The haze surrender,
Curtain and cloak.
The green euphoric,
Their pleasured mince,
The swallowed boy,
Not smiled since.