our thin legacy

we are a world of historians,

to each

his own

documentary

of the life we lead

no matter how

great or mundane it is.

look here,

at this ocean, the flooded

streets,

me and you in

a rowboat

going down Main Street.

look at this hamburger

that i'm about to eat,

the size

of this apple, this peach,

and here we are, happy as larks,

at a birthday party,

sitting

in our high seats.

there's the setting sun.

the full moon.

a baby born,

a gravestone for

the newly deceased.

all of us are movies stars now,

not extras,

recording our thin legacies,

for posterity.