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May 02, 2005
The Importance of a Fan
the bottle and I
sweat in harmony
reminis about the days
when the fan blades flew
straight through the oppression
that dirty bitch crashed and burned
one week ago today
a replacement
crawls through the mail
probably lofting
somewhere in Des Moines
or Baton Rouge
on this muggy crypt of a July eve
where are you
at this moment
my love
planted horizontal on your box spring
submitting yourself
to his panting
his questions and pleas
have you made it
even that far
the boulevard below
offers nothing but restlessness
it turns over
here in my procession
like a slow blade
and I wonder when I will at last
be able
to call you my own
love you freely
as my woman
as my little girl
when will all of the clutter
be swept aside
so our path will be a little easier
to embrace
Posted by Drexler at May 2, 2005 11:55 AM