Olympics of the body fall away.
The judges' eyes, grown most particular,
tumble like dice. The gold, the silver may
catch the light, but nature has its calendar.
Olympics of the body fall away.
The ones who fall or stumble are soonest told.
The acrobat slipping off the narrow bar.
In the crowd the also-rans, suddenly old.
Who can keep what time will always mar?
Olympics of the body fall away.