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Bodies drop like pins

Strikes landing like abuse

Things are tumbling but no locks are open

Keys cut too short

To see over the bottom half of the barn door

Holding horses isn’t necessary after the stable got slammed shut

Falling like autumn leaves into a bale of hay in the corner

Like when needle met stack

Truth is lost and the gauge is broken

Speeding but unaware

Moving fast still reflects zero

Progress only relative to surroundings

Side eyeing people in my own house

Unstable footing on a fractured foundation

Harder to fix than a soggy roof

Another fat repair bill

Capitalistic appetite

Would you like fries with that?

Well done?

Crispier than the middle class getting cooked

Ladders are built on hamster wheels

Bariatric rodents racing for rotten cheese

Grating humanity

Over soup

Sloppy lives resemble a chicken noodle sandwich

Meat of existence caught between sour dough and a moldy heel

Is this where martyrs collect their title?

Champions of controversy

A house may not stand divided against itself

But apparently a nation does

Perhaps there’s a reason his face was punched

On pennies

Get pinched when those fingers aren’t converging on the little man

Squeezing ‘til the last drop’s dripped

Package tossed into the trash bin

Bodies drop like pens

Bled dry by paper

Razor thin