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!