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!