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!