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!