Two nights after Christmas and all through the store,
the aisles they were silent – except maybe four.
I was working the cig aisle, wearing navy blue
and selling so many storage bins I didn’t know what to do.
When out came the gift cards to buy cigarettes with –
Unsuspecting relatives giving death as a gift.
Seven o’clock could not come too soon at all
and I dashed away to my car as the rain it did fall.