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!