Am I the first three letters?

Of this word,

For not knowing it’s meaning

Will that stop my poetry bird?

Deny the sky

Offer only the ceiling

Is it something to do with structure?

Well that could fuck ya

Nevertheless,

I will keep going

For this feels like the bones

Of a poem

Maybe some words as stones

I feel like throwing

From a background that might not

Reach for a pen,

Instead clench a fist

But now just want to blow a kiss

To some good people

Talking about poetry, on the radio

Assonance

Somebody mentioned this

And as yet, I don’t know what it is