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!