In this one little lifetime
I have found countless friends
and those who called themselves so
come and go.
Innumerable faces- some stunning, arresting,
Haunting my sleep even now.
Others passed by.
Some stopped me and my heart
From beating on,
A thousand names I must have heard
Said, repeated and forgotten.
There must be even more-
I am being modest for no reason at all.
I am just sitting here, quite mindlessly
Remembering these and other useless things that come to mind
And come to nought. And I am smiling
Because I remember so little of all that
And just about everything, of you.