Let’s Swing

We went at it

toe to toe

hip-hopping around the room.

She led with a fistful

of verbal abuses

spinning me round and round.

You don't want to tango with me, she said.

you mean tangle? I pirouetted

sidestepping her obvious lunge.

On and on we went

dipping and ducking

her subtle jive beating about my ears

One step, two step, the roundhouse dosey doe

these reels wore me down

her punch line floored me.