We played Bachi Ball in the dark,
on the back yard lawn.
Used a patch of round dirt
that marked a pool from last year.
Trash cans to our left,
chalk at our feet,
porch light busted.
The pool ladder placed
under a pine tree leading to nowhere
except the neighbor's yard
where an orange cat stalks
with glowing eyes.
I tipped the wine glass back
and dribbled bubbles down my gullet,
but could see no stars.