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!