I Wrote a Name to the Sand

I wrote a name you didn’t know into the sand
And watched as waves gently lapped
Lapped away that memory from my mind.
And you were gloating,
Watching your paper dolls perform,
Pinned to your wall,
Inked names on a list that will last
Longer than your promiscuities.
Whereas to me, you are already gone
(Save for the ironies of a recorded poem).