I Forgot Your Name When I Saw You

I Forgot Your Name When I Saw You

I forgot your name when I saw you.

Was it Smith?

The pang of shame that I remembered was yours.

The child is older now.

I forgot that name too.

Andrew or Mark?

Neither of those.

His glances seem less strange now.

At the rail I remembered the ash you became.

Putrid smugness I thought was gone.

How have you resurrected?

Just to remind me of how far I’ve come.