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!