sword fight

I challenge you to a duel
the man
says.
you've taken my love
from me
and now it must be
decided
who's to live or
die
and have her.
he tries to hand me
a sword,
but I refuse,
he throws it at
my feet
while whipping his sword
in the air
making slashing noises.
pick it up, he says,
and lets
be done with this.
I look at my watch,
can't we talk this over.
I mean what
century are we in
here.
I can give you my
therapist's number.
she could see you today.
stabbing one another
solves nothing.