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!