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!