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!