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!