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!