A new poem from a series

I'm going to Henry's Place to cry
While I sip diet Coke in the dark
Alone in a crowd of shadows
between me and the internet
jukebox.

I like this short poem because it highlights my efforts to quit drinking beer in the dark with strangers.  I like to get out of the house and hear live music and visit with friends.  But yesterday I found myself writing this poem anyway. So there will be a series of similar rhymes rhythms, and relationships.