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!