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!