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!