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!