I think your brain whirrs in your sleep
mapping, plotting, categorizing
which makes every wake-up a portal to the future
so I’m learning to listen when I pull you out of your crib
to ask an open-ended question
and to see what you have to say for yourself
the words pour out
most unintelligible
presumably nonsense
but there is always
at least one gem in the pile
another clue
to your view
of the world
Posted in: NaPoWriMo