Watching Mad Men on Palm Sunday

I am resolved to not be the main character in every piece I write. Here is my first attempt at bucking that trend.

The Money Keeper

going through life as the
antagonist in every play
is no way to live
but here i am

a pinball
being
flung and batted
and bumped

only controlling the fact
that i do indeed exist
knowing this story
will end

whether i want it to or not

ill be talked about
until sound no longer
exists

isnt that the idea?
to be remembered?