Blockage

There’s a concrete wall
About halfway up my chest
Below it sits all
The words that don’t want to rest
They’re backing right up
Causing a major blockage
From “I want a pup”
To “my body is wreckage”
Words stagnate behind
That reinforced concrete wall

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