as I enter the party I am greeted
with bright, neon black lights
blonde and black-haired beauties
both female and non-female
a tray of hors d’euvres, on the house
“Thank you” – delicious
another tray, “Thank you again”
a guy could get used to this
photog wannabes snap shots
of an Asian youth grinding a blonde surfer-type
a well-dressed chocolate man
offers a shot of almond-flavoured liqueur
by the end of the evening I am convinced
the events page on Facebook will reflect only
the director’s cut of reality
when a function such as this is thrown
such a sad party
full of sad, empty people
over-priced drinks and bad clothing
music as loud as it is intolerable
every picture is a portrait
an embodiment of all wrong
with the society of pop culture
