I like that the notion of "fan death" works its way through other sleep superstitions and their rituals into a specific instance of a sleep ritual that is not a superstition. I also think "twist-inducing" is clever. The second poem, "Any Body" reminds me of Pound's "In a Station of the Metro"
The last time I posted a short poem, the poet showed up. Somehow I doubt that'll happen this time. The apparition of these faces in the crowd :
Petals on a wet, black bough .
You're very right. I was actually just reading the piece on revision/how modernism spawned revision as we know it (you posted that, right?) and I came across the Pound poem and a) I thought maybe I should try editing down "Any Body" and seeing where I could go with it, and b) I felt like Pound was spot-on. I'd read the poem before but I hadn't connected the two until yesterday. Thanks, I'm glad you liked them.