A Poem About A Yawn

I threw this together a lot faster than a good portion of the scraps of rough poetry I’ve written. It’s almost lazy but I feel it works well enough. Just a simple thing that I threw together. It’s not fantastic; it’s just something that talks about the mundane and it does so in a mundane way.

I hope you enjoy.

I feel a yawn
It wants to leave
I hold it in
To fight it off

If it leaves
It will suggest
That I need
To rest quite soon

This is not
What I want
So I ignore
The desire

It grows strong
And I grow weary
So before long
The yawn escapes

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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