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!