Cocaine.

We wanted an after party.
Deep into the streets.
Kids siting on a stoop,
Somewhere in Manhattan.
It was after 3.
He told me it's New York.
Let's just walk,
so we did.
It always looks like Film Noir.
That's what I love after midnight.
We walked up with some "models"
Didn't take long.
We mixed drinks,
And talked.
Hung out with strangers.
Then I saw powder.
As white as snow, but in lines.
On an iPad...
Separated in perfect symmetry.
Pupils dilated.
Jaw swinging like a swing set.
Suddenly we were at a party.
I didn't know what this meant.
Even the sight of it
made me feel, gross.
I had to leave.
Just to see it and watch others do it.
In 3 days I have seen 3 examples of it.

And I know it's still not for me.

So I left by myself.