FORGETTING NAMES
Inevitable, and not
too shaming that I forget
(long in years as I am)
some familiar name
for a minute or two;
but waking now it occurs
to me something worse
is already well on its way,
the perfectly normal day
that nobody anywhere,
no tip of any tongue,
will even think of trying
to call me up from the vast
data cache of the past:
the forgotten name is mine.
