before the letdown

physically it’s something
like those tiny tied up plastic bags
chunky white powder
colorful paper
featherlight dried fungus
wiping sweat to palm them
the quickness in my step
blood sizzling alert and fearful

it’s gotten expensive
as a kid my teeth would grind
on the way to the movies
at the foot of a baby coaster
nobody tells you this
feeling is in short supply
if you find a dealer
buy as much as you can