. Poetry from The Great In-Between: The Showdown

Sunday, April 6, 2025

The Showdown

 


The Showdown 


(A lone voice whispers)


I once knew Love

But like a bullet fired from

Wyatt Earp's Colt 45


It struck me down in the only showdown of my life


Now I walk around like a reborn sick Doc Holliday


Wondering 

How alone


I'll finish my play and stay alive 


(C) Copyright John Duffy


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