7/29/91- Initation

                                           7/29/91
                                     Los Angeles
 
                     Initiation
 
 
         Hard to say what I was looking for
         Missing rituals from a broken culture
         Initiation to a club that doesn't exist;
         A jump on a mid life crisis perhaps...
         Calm washing over me days before
         Symbolic action it may well be
         (and a flexing of the male ego)
         Yet faith not needed to be tested.
 
         Heat and light are spectators
         As my patience begins to fray
         Like the cord under the blue tarp
         Wet and cooler keeps it safer
         Check and check again
         Ankles bound in velcro bondage
         Some skit with pants down comes to mind.
 
         Serene and sunburned I ascend
         Focused and still looking elsewhere
         For rooftops,oceans,freeways,signs
         Autopilot engaged for days
         My need to be a native pro
         Beginner's luck won't do and then...
 
         Falling back into the hands of God
         My world now his world upside down
         Eyes open,not a sound from within
         Another sense takes over now
         Number six this time my body's place in relation
         To Earth,updates every millisecond
         Up,up,up so I can drop again
         Momentum is like will sometimes
         You can work it for a while
         And then you have to let it go.
 
         After common bonds are shared
         Beyond the ankles or the hands
        
         Another letting go.
 
         As I returned to my place of growth
         The sky plays games without rules
         Like tornado tones and arc lights
         Surreal shades for day's end daily
         Not just smog,it's magic dust
         Pacific island inferno half a world away
         Gets credit where it's due.
 
         The horizon's on fire tonight
         And so am I
         My heart,skin,mind and skeleton
         Burn so bright I don't see clearly
         This is no time to think or look
         Just to feel and thank and smile.

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