chest
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My chest pinches
in an uncomfortable way
the air will not flow right
slowly seeping out
and leaving me breathless
Tears begin to collect,
from the pain,
the pressure,
Little boy Joe and twin brother Nicky,
Play pirate outside and often are icky.
In their dad's study they find a large chest,
And small captain fingers get it all sticky.
cracked rum
eyes
drum drum drum
huh-umming a tune
swirling like a ball in a jug
a warbling happiness, tickling edge of tongue
not whitman’s yawp
but I’d like to think it’s similar
