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!