Reluctantly I revere those who can
if I could I would be forever happy

I can plummet out of control
my face hit the dust again and again
these things hold no fear for me
now I have made the deal 
with whatever powers might be

So here I step up proudly
bearing all my history's bruises
let this be the day I hang in the air
easy as a condor

I feel it within my growing bones
this is the day
I will join the dignified elite
and be forever happy

We may scape our heads on the barnacles
of night sky's belly
and singe our hair on the flaming chariot
racing through day-time hours

We will feast and party-
care for our loved ones, and garden-
and do the other things
that produce happiness forever-
on stilts