Championship Cleaning

Dust slapped—

A fencer’s subtle trick.

Kick of the roundhouse—

In dirt, a spiraled dance.

Backflip through debris,

Gutter's graceful ballet.

Trash swept aside—

A lover's quarrel, brief.

Mop's curt high kick,

Pirouette in grime's embrace.

Gleam wrestled forth—

Mirror's sliding surface.

Filth, the archenemy—

Basement cobwebs shiver and shrink.

Feather duster, silent assassin—

Conqueror of the unseen.

Opponent fades, unnoticed,

Bowing to the master of the mundane.