dizzy

i move
to
some sweet rhythm
or some
sick trance
either a joke
or a dance
with which i could not
rightfully rhyme
but may move
in time

i saunter over to
the other side of the room
approach the punchbowl
dread the punchline,
pull my punches

i usually like jokes
i usually take chances

and who
can explain
what this
spinning entranced
is

(there's an end to a song
there's a reason for dances)

step
forward
back
extend
retract

danced
spun
around
and if the joke is the ground

(i'll let go before you do)

you may be laughing,

but i'm dancing

so i guess i take my chances