#33 Kevin Brophy 'Kevin John Brophy'

What is your name
she asked.
I told her the full thing,
beginning middle and end.
She repeated my name
to her phone
and asked it
what it knew about me.

It's a common Irish name,
I said.
Thousands have it
and anyway the phone knows
nothing about me.
I have never told it anything
about myself. We don't
know each other.

She put the phone up to her ear
and looked across the table
across the drinks
across the clearing darkening night
at me as the phone said
in its faintly American accent
into her ear,
I am sorry, I didn't get that.