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!