I do not know your name.

Please tell me again.

I’m sorry I lost

my glasses. I have

not worn them for

some time. I do not miss

seeing the steady peaks

of waves in the spillway,

the world; you left

compassionate and blissful.

 

I’ll get better.

My memory will improve.

I’ll find them.

 

You couldn’t tell me,

but your mother did,

your windows were

always open at night.