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!