I fell hard,
walking through a gravel and pot-hole alleyway
I wanted to get inside my house
And force =
Mass × excelleration,
I certainly have mass covered.
In the gravel I collected my bearings,
Rolled over, stood up, spit blood,
and went inside.
Laughing and fascinated
By my gashes and blood
And all the irony.
I do not even think to hesitate,
Or feel fear.
I am Bruce Willis in the real world.
I am also Gashy-McGash Face now
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