Breakfast Burrito

The following poem is a Villanelle. A Villanelle is a 19 line poem made up of 5 tercets and a concluding quatrain. The lines follow an ABA rhyme scheme. 

Breakfast Burrito

I sit with my feet dangling off the side of my bed,

My big toe nearly touching the carpeted floor.

The thought of a breakfast burrito running rampant throughout my head.

If I don’t eat a breakfast burrito soon, I will most certainly be dead.

Waiting for it is something I can do no more.

I sit with my feet dangling off the side of my bed.

I get up and trip, seeing only the color red,

Still longing for a breakfast burrito as I crash into the door.

The thought of a breakfast burrito running rampant throughout my head.

My stomach is still growling, waiting to be fed,

As the EMTs lift up  my stretcher with an emphatic roar.

I sit with my feet dangling of the side of my bed.

Maybe he has a breakfast burrito, my best friend, Ned!

If he could deliver me one in the hospital that would be quite the score.

The thought of a breakfast burrito running rampant throughout my head.

I lay on the cot while my wound the doctor threads,

Beginning to dream as the anesthesia starts to make me snore,

I sit with my feet dangling off the side of my bed,

The thought of a breakfast burrito running rampant throughout my head.