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the thick metal bolts.
hold together shaped cold steel.
riveted to trace the seams.
and to prevent the nothingness from imploding.
the nothingness and the oil can.
that sweet succulent oil can.
squatting in the unoccupied land.
of the heartless frame.
that supports the arms.
oh those well oiled arms.
the ones that carry a sharp axe.
or a dull axe.
it depends what time of day it is.
they all must die. crushkilldestroy.
the tin man was a killing machine.
before he got his heart.