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!