Autobiography

Unauthorized biographies abound,
but I, for one, feel ready for the spotlight.
Am I a worthy subject? Pound for pound,
I'm neither the receiver of a Fulbright,
nor scholar, Rhodes or otherwise. MacArthur
would not have deemed me worthy of a grant.
A laureate gig likely a non-starter,
and I cannot philosophize, no Kant.
And yet I feel that I contain a story;
there's something that's demanding to pour out,
to claim its place in gloried inventory
of masterpieces one can talk about
without having read them. Coffee table.
I'd like to place it there if I am able.