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Dance Lesson
Matthew Spillum

I wonder if you still recall the night
you knocked me flat. I lay there, blinked my eyes
and saw your face above; “Are you alright?”
I nodded, hobbled to my beer and fries.

I watched you while my throbbing jaw kept time,
heart pounding out the Lindy Hop while you
and Navi went through spin and turn. Sublime,
the way you lead… I’ll learn… I want that, too.

Bemused (or stunned), I watched you twirling her
with confidence and trust I’d yet to learn.
And, from my chair, I silently wondered, were
we ever going to take another turn?

That boy I was, cold beer and ice on jaw,
who learned to lead in pain, so sharp and raw.

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