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!