You go to heliports,

    paying 50 dollars for a ride.

Is it worth it?

     like riding a whore named Nancy,

a bit pudgy—blue eye shadow running

down her face in the shower


the Pepsi symbol tattooed on her ass

         a real enigma


You always wonder if you got your money’s worth,

      an upset stomach every time

        you walk down the soda aisle

             at the local grocery store.



Johanne LePage