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Poems by Inchiki
Not Knowing Where I Was (I Knew Where I Was)
not knowing where I was
I suddenly knew where I was
(with you)
the moon in my heart
fell up to my throat
there were columns of light
a bus 19
later I realised – Hyde Park Corner!
the quiet world
shone
like it was about to be rubbed out
potential was there
with a fresh opened yoghurt pot
and you - were you clothed or bare?
not knowing where I was
I knew where I was
giggling like the hem of a skirt
brushed over a step
inside petals, inside fruit
(she wore stripes and I wore a turban)
then we danced. . .
. . . it was in the snakepit
and I played in it like I had not played in it
since before
I was a baby
(The bum’s delight
delight the bum -
hold a party
with loads of beer
at a quarter to one
say “anyone can come”)
it was in the duckpond
eating chocolate mice
with mme ataxia and the queen
where I dropped my wedding ring down a drain
and later found it
inside
the plumber
not knowing where I was I knew where I was
