![]() Mentha spicataA Poem by Ruminating Archaeologist![]() Christmas songs sound like depressed lullabies and my heart feels numb and my ankles are sore![]() Christmas songs sound like depressed lullabies and my heart feels numb and my ankles are sore as I dig my fingers into the ceramic mug pull, pull, searching my mouth tastes of bitter chocolate and a sweetness longed for.
the flavors hold on my tongue as I lean back in my chair again with my legs slightly bent and splayed in front of me I stroke my thumb back and forth across lines on my palm, though I don't trace any specific one, almost like there is some sort of invisible scar there that I wish was tangible (then again, if it was, I wouldn't be tracing it)
she asks me if I'm okay and I give a little nod and half a shrug and say "I'm fine."
but I'm not. I'm lying. © 2012 Ruminating ArchaeologistAuthor's Note
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Added on December 18, 2012 Last Updated on December 18, 2012 Tags: mentha, spicata, mentha spicata, spearmint, peppermint, mint, menthol AuthorRuminating ArchaeologistParadoxical Cerebrum, INAboutSince 8th grade, I've been writing and I honestly can say I've improved. My deviant art account is normally where I'm stationed, and I use it frequently. I also have a fanfiction.net account, and I'm .. more..Writing
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