A car drives into another car
Puncturing bubbles of insularity.
Like an escaped gas,
The injured party
Rushes out with a knife-
he was on edge,
had so many pressures building within,
he was rushing, barely seeing,
had no time-
He strides to the offending vehicle,
Throws open the door,
Hears no apologies
Fails to register a frightened face,
With the knife, opens
The delicate membranes
Of an old man.
From within passing cars,
Calls for help are activated.
Sirens begin, another helicopter
Loosed into the sky
coppice with standards 
Great poem.
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