Sunday, September 19, 2010

Juggling

Juggling

I throw the balls in the air,

They all come back so suddenly,

So surprisingly,

I catch another and throw it back,

Then another, then another.

Knowing that if one hits the floor,

I will be in trouble.

Knowing that if one hits the floor,

It could only be my fault.

I catch another and toss it back,

The balls become heavier,

Their touch was bitter.

They became harder to catch,

Harder to throw.

More and more balls are thrown at me,

I catch them all,

All but one.

One touches the ground,

Crack.

And they all fall on me,

And only me.

I fall to the floor,

Not able to handle any more.

I am now stuck trapped-

Somebody has locked the door.

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