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!