VersErotica: Shootout

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VersErotica
Love Poems by H. Paul Shuch, Ph.D.
copyright � 1993

Shootout

OK, stranger, make your move!
The shadows draw short, as high noon nears;
The streets are deserted, and all shutters barred.
Off in the distance, a coyote howls
And I'm prepared to defend my dishonor
With my life.
Are you prepared to defend your marriage
With yours?

OK, stranger, make your move!
There must be a hundred bullets in this old gun belt,
One for every time you broke her heart,
Forgot to write, refused to call,
Or simply failed to realize it's
Little things
Which enable love to last beyond
The sunrise.

OK, stranger, make your move!
My weapon of choice is cashier's checks
At forty paces. I've enough here to buy
All the little pleasures and unexpected treats
You've long denied her. This isn't about
Simply money.
The issue is really how much you care
To share.

OK, stranger, make your move!
You thought that ring made you invincible,
That all you had to say was "I do"
And she would. Unceasingly, unquestioning, undeserved.
Perhaps as you finally begin to see her needs,
You'll realize
That only one of us is walking out of here
Alive.

OK, stranger, make your move!

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