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!