By some trick of the smoke
Some quirk of the vote
Some cosmic joke
They made me the new pope

Are we, as S. Zizek suggests, all turning into sexual monsters? I put my question to a real monster, chomping on a rose

A truly banal song: if you are beautiful, I love you
(In the manner of Schubert)
If you are nice, I'll befriend you
If you need changing, amend you
If you are beautiful, love you
If you are sexy, I'll fuck you
If you are helpless I'll lend you a hand
If you are powerful, accept your commands

I am the wanderer
Never at rest
Asking myself where? where?
The ghostly answer comes
Your happiness lies there
Where you are not