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.