Burrito Thoughts

Wrapped in bed sheets like a burrito

dancing thoughts keep me awake,

backward existence where problems

of my world are solved and creativity

blossoms into mirrored reflections.

Blankets welcome me as family

morning arrives too soon

wish I could sleep until noon

nighttime ideas are weighing me down

I struggle out of bed and start coffee

prop up eyelids and start to jot

my feelings from the night before

on tiny paper scraps before I forget

this is going to be another crazy day

a turned around day of imagination.

A reason to get up in the morning.