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!