if you're an animal            
            you need to breathe           
                                          
                                       
                                          
 imagine  clear  air  in  a  cold   grove 
                                          
                                       
                                          
   a strong and sovereign connectedness   
 is  achieved.  the  poison  is  removed, 
 vented away. maybe there  is  a scent of 
             trees, or ferns.             
                                          
                                       
                                          
 i  wake up  naked  on the  shower floor. 
 its early in  the morning, i hear birds. 
 there is  no  oxygen left -  the air  is 
             too damp and hot.            
 the  most  primal of instincts  makes me 
    crawl through the unknown apartment   
 toward a slightly lighter square on  the 
                dark wall.                
 the window is hard  to  open, but  i get 
 there.  then   i   slump  half  my  body 
                 outside.                 
 finally,   i   draw   air.   i  breathe!