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!