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!