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!