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!