While this poem could be about a little boy dancing with his silly, drunk father, it could also be taken entirely differently.
The boy says that his father's whiskey-laden breath made him dizzy, yet he hung on like death. Kitchen pans flew everywhere, and his mother was obviously upset. His father's hand was bruised, and the boy's ear "scraped a knuckle." The boy was beat with "time" and a hand, yet he still clung to his father.
The boy was perhaps trying to rationalize his father's behavior, as little children try to do when they are not old enough to grasp reality. He could be clinging to his father in terror despite his father's temper. The "waltz" was the little boy trying to only say and do the right things, but when he "missed a step," his father beat him with his belt buckle. The "time" he was beat with could be a grounding, and, also, the father's fists. The pans were thrown by his father, perhaps at his mother, but the little boy, unable to handle the truth, tried to tell himself it was all a dance.
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