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!