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!