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!