I first met Nima
in an upstairs room
in Oxford Street
there was music playing
Beatles maybe
it was also
the Summer of Love
and others were
in the room
there was talk
of love and God
and being found
and lost and sex
mentioned under breath
and I saw her standing
in a corner smoking
drinking coke
from a plastic beaker
are you one
of the God talkers?
she asked
or one of the lost?
I'm the latter listening
to the former
I said
don't suppose you've
any highs on you?
I shook my head
I wouldn't know
what they looked like
I said
she sighed
looked aside
looking for someone
who might
look I got to get back
to the hospital tonight
she said
why's that?
I asked
drug dependency
she said
I wish they'd put
on some decent music
she added
are you part
of this Summer
of Love thing?
I asked
and what happens
when summer's gone?
she said
I don't know
nothing I guess
I said
how do you
fancy it?
she asked
I looked at her
what's it?
I said
she smiled
sex
she said
do you?
I blushed I guess
because she laughed
just kidding
look I’ve got to go
if you want
to see me again
come to the hospital
and she told me
the name of the place
and kissed my cheek
and was gone
I tried to recall her face
and the dark red skirt
that swayed
that she walked
I stayed awhile
to listen to other
looking serious
as they talked.