a yawn issued from a realty
company employee posting on
twitter from the empty kitchen
of the model home
in the empty swath of land
where soon a mighty lawn
of identical houses would rise
to be cut down by tornadoes
just before the meth lab
exploded into caustic fragments
taking the lives of everyone
in a two-mile radius
including the young girl
who was to be the first black
gay handicapped president of
the student council at the
nearby junior college as well
as the man who would go on
to work as an organic
chemist for a major but
semi-disreputable pharmaceutical
company and achieve not quite
fame but at least financial
stability by inventing a drug
that would stop everyone from
yawning
