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!