like quiet thieves
your insurance
rates go up each year,
or every six
months.
car and health,
home and business.
you don't
even use insurance.
or rarely have.
you knock on something
that resembles wood.
a nice letter
is always attached,
twenty per cent
increase, or more,
fifty sometimes.
we're sorry, they say.
but our costs have
increased and so we
have no choice but to
increase your premiums.
quietly they slip
into your bank account
hardly turning
a dial on the safe
as they automatically
withdraw your money.
bastards.
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