The speaker equates losing love to being struck down by a deadly gunshot in a defining life showdown, leaving them metaphorically surviving like a chronically ill Doc Holliday.
Ultimately, the piece reflects on existential isolation and the haunting uncertainty of facing a lonely future after such a devastating emotional wound.
Shall we begin?
(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
Rest in peace. Val Kilmer.
You live on every time this post is read. Salute.

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