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!