I was dressed as
donnie darko
and sat
down next to
a guy dressed
like the pope.
hed been drinking
and so had I.
but by the time I sat
by his side
you were getting
lucky by the pool
and I was sober.
the pope and I talked
about time travel
and someone I didn't know told me
there is no
such thing as
too much booze.
the pope left
and so did you
and your girl.
but I remained
here thinking
about
space
time travel
and chance.
I think I
know who you
are already.
the night
is your
worst enemy
and my best
friend.