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
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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