Hollywood said that heroin was cool
it was for people without inhibition
artists with a part-time career in thievery
who led exciting lives
and fucked hot, crazy chicks
with bony backs and cute tits
and my life had always been boring
so from a young age
I wanted to try it
I saw the shit the first time
on an early-morning in December
in the hands of a 31-year-old man
who apparently knew he was gonna fuck me that night
but I just wanted his drugs
so I went home with him
and I remember lying backside on his bed
unable to put my finger on
the kind of euphoria I was feeling
it was so strong that this stranger, shooting up bedside
seemed like a savior
sheltering me from the cold of a New York December
and numbing my own condescending self
that never ceased to insult or bicker
till the second I was touched
by the transcendent relaxation
characteristic of the opiate-derivative
Diamorphine
ultimately, it's a semi-synthetic substance
which could've fooled me
since it felt so fucking
real
and right
and perfect
even though I woke up the next morning
nauseous and sweaty
and at noon, while I was walking down St. Marks
I puked my guts out on the sidewalk
and I felt really shitty about myself
because he didn't take down my number
but even after all that
I wouldn't have changed that perfect moment
in his room
for anything

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