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!