juggling

i am a talented circus performer. when i'm busy

i attempt to juggle a dozen flaming torches.

simultaneously.

around the planet called Me.

and drop all the flames when the first one spins out of control.

and the entire planet gets scorched.

.

when i'm busy

i am skilled with a scalpel.

juggling a dozen apples.

simultaneously around Me.

my planet Me.

i stop to dissect each apple.

sliced into quarters. or eighths.

because if it won't make the juggling easier.

at least i will better understand each apple.

. i'm delusional, yes.

i'm not the juggler but the ball:

i fly through the air

and cling tight to my marbles.

through cracks in clenched fists

they sneak out one by one.

and slip from my grasp

gravity drags them away.

i fly through the air.

toss. fly. gravity.

catch.

toss. fly. gravity.

catch.

trust.

and trust.

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*Thanks Schberg... stole the pic. I love it!