Writing/Written

I awoke from a nightmare. Though, it wasn’t the images which disturbed me, it was the resonance of this simple thought, this mantra, repeating:

I’m always writing,

always written.

Always writing, always written. I’m always writing, always written. Always writing, always written.

Gasping,
i’m on the other side—
blinded
by the light
that once
illuminated my
path
now
shrouds
everything.

I’m always writing, always written. Always writing, always written. Always writing, always written…