The ball appears suspended in the sky.
I tossed it up and it will fall to ground
but first it has to hang a moment, high
and parabolic till it turns around
and speeds its way to smack my busy palm
for just a second; then I’ll send it tall
into the air again (it’s never calm),
and so make room for each and every ball
I claim to own. My job is juggle fast
and often furious, but I’ve a goal
beyond this act if I can just outlast
the work, and win at length my self control.
Then watch me let the balls all fall to ground
while entropy diminishes each bound.