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!