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!