The fan sounds like the voices of someone watching TV.   As the surplus run slowlys sits, I wish it were me.    So I'll return all my calls anonymously   as to gently release responsibilities.    These threats are less than threats-   the faster fast-balls,    unremembered bets    you made in haste against Dianne.    Erase the ones you know the best.    This Ajax, asbestos, amonia, you'll see-   as foul as this no-sleep-on-Sunday-disease-   will disarm and day-ware,    deny any crease   that dares to be neat,   that aspires to be clean.