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!