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!