i woke up
one morning and
decided to
be the canvas myself
to let the
creator
create me
to view the past
as only a
prequel
to the
grand adventure
that would become
the story of a lifetime
where the
main character
isn’t me but
the one who breathes
life through me
and that
was the greatest
moment
of my life
at that time
and every day after
has been a continual
unending
dream
as if i’m
back asleep
only this time
it’s where i’ve chosen to be
knowing all along
the playwright
was always
me
“play-write”