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!