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!