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!