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!