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!