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!