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!