It's a poem dated 10/29/70, called "Invocation."
One who had five bullets from a .38
pumped in him point blank, and went drinking a week later,
had a right to think he was immortal, had a true access.
We drew a circle.
Who else could I do this with?
In a circle of large cholla, to be
sure no one else could enter, raised the huge sword,
and drew the pentagram, shadowed in flames.
And leapt to and fro, Coors crazed, shouting,
I take in hand the sword of power
for defense against evil and aggression,
and the syllables, ze, bah, oth, ja, el, ek, faro, then waited,
nearly shivering.
But what did we expect?
The Esidim teaches of Christ in the desert,
so you could walk through a crowd of bullets
without being touched.
Yet what came surpassed this, your wife's
children tumbling in the hematite mirror.
You may not be familiar with the Esidim.
That's part of the Dead Sea Scrolls information.
Sort of a zen type sect that practiced and taught aikido.
And the story goes that Christ studied with them
for a long time.
That explains some of the miracles,
especially walking through the crowd.