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!