Renae Habenschuss

ATTENTION WALGREENS SHOPPERS

1.

I walked into Walgreens with a pistol to my head

And a screaming trumpet in my hand

Nail polish liquid falling out my sleeves

Filling my skin with pretty poison and golden sparkles

I’m bleeding shaver blades and shaving cream

The Pharmacist tries to feed me Ritalin and Adderall

I fed her Juju Fruits and Fuckwads to the face

Welcome back said the cashier without question

So you have a gun to your head and a trumpet in your hand.

Can I help you pull the trigger?

Ha, cashier lady—You think it’s a fake?  A gun from aisle 9A

There are two kinds of pistols—mine’s without the orange tip

That’s how you know

Click click-menthol slims

I’m smoking out the holes of my nose

2.

Once I fell in love with that nametag, the blue letters that read

Sandy

Now it’s like a cat tag and you’re a bleeding toy

Lonely girl from Walgreens

Bent over in aisle 6B with a mop of vomit

Put on a Girl Scout smock—I’ll make you my fruitcake

Just as you did to me

Baby I’ve got you wrapped around my throat like a spinning

lollipop

I’ll shoot you

silly girl

Renae Habenschuss has a BA in Social Work.  Her interests include art, writing and photography. Renae’s poetry has been published in Windows Fine Arts Magazine and blossombones.