Armies Marching

Yawning is catching

Dominoes of stretch

Faces and darkness

and things buried deep.


I once learned yawning is the body’s quiet battle for more oxygen.


Yet a yawn seems more

like a war brought by outside forces


(the demeanour of the yawner

tells a victim’s tale-

“The Armies of Fatigue Are Come to Smash the Last of my Wakeful Garrisons!”

“Stealthy Sleep Gas Seeps Along the Final Corridors of Consciousness!”)


than what it really is-

a battle-cry from an old friend rapidly turning foe,

as you push on,

and on,

denying the good men and true their due rest


and spreading the soporific silence as your head tilts back to yawn again

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