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!