Showdowned

i was following you
holding a camera
and shooting an old
chinese man sitting
beside the door of
his chinatown store

i was expecting
something more
about a showdown
like that old man
defeating Bruce Lee
in a common
KungFu Film, or

him becoming a
flying tiger over
bamboo trees
showing his
magic prowess
against a lioness
chinese actress.

but i understand
completely there
is no such showdown
in chinatown
except the camera
shooting an old man
and then you go
back to your room
watching the sea.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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