your story

you begin to write your
own story,
your autobiography,
but it's terminally
boring, so you start
to make things up. shake
it up a little.
you throw in the lion
hunting and the war
correspondent tale.
you begin to date princess
and have affairs
with movie starlets.
you win the lottery
and give it all to charity.
you invent a new
fuel made out of
ordinary sand.
you tell about your
lavish parties for the rich
and famous
and how they adore you.
it's a great book
and it makes you happy
when it's finished.
to celebrate you go
to the kitchen
and have a beer and a
tuna sandwich.
you put a handful
of chips onto your plate
and a sweet pickle.
you look at
your watch. it's late,
ten thirty, time for bed.
five o'clock comes early
when you have to be at
the post office
to load letters
and packages onto
your truck.