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!