You Are

You are the bright obstacle
To all things made or imagined
The wasted dress maker's
Drunken sleep, the drink
And her reason for drink

The showman's two
left feet, his stage fright
The kings conscience
And his lover's lies

You are the winter's warmth,
The swimmers drought
The daughter's lust
The widow's memory

You are the anchored ship,
The wearied antibody

You are the body
Un-embodied, the stars
Unearthed in the heavens,
The spirit that wanders
Toward them forever
Forgetting earth