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!