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!