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!