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Company Man

Out of place, anxiety exhaustion
They never knew, his camouflage  
Sublime and slick, like corporate butter.
He maintained the guise, by wear and tear.
Upon a fateful social battery recharge,
On a rooftop desert for cars,  
His tearless isolation was cemented.
Tires screeching, tearing him from his reality,
Eyes cracking to the shadow figure looming
The trigger louder than the hole and blood.
God rest his soul, and bless Company, Inc.
Written by Josiah
Published | Edited 14th Sep 2023
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