Goats

Poem #51

Written for Jo Bell’s 52: Write a poem a week and the theme is … Goats

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What is a sheep

but a cuddly goat

What is a goat

but a living ghost

wandering through the mountain’s misty mornings

or staring with those eyes

thinking

“I’ll have you mate!”

and before you know it you’re on your butt

being butted and nibbled

and before you know it

the goat has sex on the brain

and his eyes, those eyes … change, to a rampantness of hunger

they begin to eat you, to mesmerize you, to fuse your very soul with his

passion!

and before you know it

your brain is vomiting

as the goat is butting, nibbling, tasting … licking, straddling

Run away!!!!