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!