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!