How you hate peppermints

They remind you

Of when your life

Was not

your own.

The sharp tangy scent is

Betrayal

Blackmail

A crease between eyes.

The crinkle of the wrapper

Turns to

The popping

Of

Gunfire.

When peppermint

Comes out

You scream

As your one chance

Is ended

By glass pieces

And

The cold harsh reality