I’m So Somewhere

by Elaine Equi

But where?

It seems you can only remember
where you were.

“Now” is hard to catch
in the act

before it turns quickly
into a string of yesterdays.

Regrets?

Things you did
and things you meant
to do mix together.

It’s dark but light
in my room I’m still walking
down a side-street
about to disappear
into the belly of a whale.