not really done..at all just some words a threw together in the car

Turning Around
To finish my thought
But laser-guided swords
Cut me short

An Emergency Knee-
Pad Training Course
Picking up the Shards
Of my broken Word

Severing skin
Causing fingers to
Paint coulages with
One color of
The rainbow

Steping in prior
Made impressions
For its lack of mines
Precision placed heels,
Set in slowly
'cause all things
Come in time

.....a Slight pause

Holding my face
Together in a
Reflective mixture
Of dirt and blood

The pronounced
Departure of
The gentleman
Before me