Name Dropping
May 13 2024
I have trouble with names.
Not thingamajigs
and stuff you do what with,
but people
proper nouns
first and last.
I come by this honestly.
Once, my father called me “Blackie”,
our mongrel dog
we wisely named
by the first thing we saw.
He’d reel off the other kids’
in a practiced litany
before hitting on mine.
He was known to have even called my mom
by the wrong name;
luckily
he had a merciful wife.
They say forgetting
is essential to memory.
I take solace in this,
and until I forget myself
I’ll take it in stride.
So I don’t mean to be impolite
if I’m at a loss for yours.
It will come, eventually;
just not, I’m afraid
when I need it most.
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