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!