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!