which makes her yawn,
everyone
is yawning now
as they take
another sip of their drink,
then tap
their mouths.
the dog
is too, curled in his bed
with his rubber ball.
i see the cat on the sill
stretching
and having herself
a long
cat like yawn.
i look at my watch, it's only
nine o'clock.
the night is still young, but
we just don't party
like we used to do.
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