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!