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!