Rabbit punch

If I could rabbit punch you
like Steven Seagal,
I would.
You’re on my shoulder and in my ear
from your swivel chair,
day after day.
You make the expanse of our open-plan office,
start to feel like a cell
made for two.
But no, I smile and politely I listen
to every anecdote
you have to tell,
each pearl of wisdom you have to bestow.
One day I’ll just leave you behind
in stead.

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