Thursday, April 25, 2024

NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-Five, Poem Twenty-Five

Staff Politics
 
Struggle on
workday floor,

throats vying 
for spot under 

boss's knee, 
propped body 

giving shelter
from sweltry sun.

1 comment:

Ken Johnson said...

This doesn't read so much like a poem as a cry for help,
You may be better served updating your resume and contacting your references than persisting with this NoMoWriPo stuff.