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Drunk, I go with Danny

to midnight movie in Sherman Oaks.

Rocky Horror. Appropriate:

that early eighties waste

between the accident and sobriety.

He hands me a pill; I swallow it.

Is that me yelling at the screen?

Employees find me on floor

of bathroom stall.

Movie over. Danny gone.

They try to rouse me,

fish John’s phone number out of wallet.

Luckily call him, rather than police.

In lobby, waiting for John

to drive from Holly wood,

usher sits with me.

Focus on his face.

“You’re cute,” I say, and

tears flowing, ask for a date.