Punching you in the throat is,
perhaps,
predominate in,
pushing away all those other thoughts that
play at high speed acrobatics in my head, and
pre-determine the welcome you will receive
post-opening your mouth.
This is Day Three for NaPoWrimo, and I decided that I was going to write a fixed form poem and that I was going to write a Pleiades.
Ohhh, I have this feeling far too often. Mostly with coworkers…
Well I would advise punching anyone you work with. That may end badly.