I'll forget their faces

I'll forget their faces,
(Is that why we have names?)
– but names will leave me too, in time,
or place,
or times, or places.

Look alive, there on the gangway!
–out behind you, port
(or starboard? Look behind you, there were stars,
They left. The window was too short.)

My name is short. You'll wear it out,
It won't leave many traces.