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!