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!