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!