The Year of the Goat

The Year of the Goat
my friend told me in my fat,
The year of goat began to ring to me at sunset's edge.

The edge is the year of the Goat,
think of all the parameters
that this year has.
Me and goats could curl the sun's strands
as we hay away the questions of thought.

Thought! Goats don't think, don't you know,
It is their year, ownership and aura,
commanded from their dusty thrones
It is their time as Jupiter rings the stars this year.
For goats the karma's lock,
how they are, how they fuck.
Most see but the shadows
of these things and times
and rivers
that move the soul to Goat Incarnation,
or goat love,
The hum of bonding energies,
unseen,
singing to me in the grass,
Beyond the Television family
Banging awareness outside of society,
of time, of man, of thought, of money.


Money and Goats, what a concept!
Value Calculus and the rent of goats
Goat whores who labour for me for no charge,
Infinite exploitation!
Surplus-less goats,
who tax me in our perversion
Society would levy this sex
Into prisons without buttercups
where rape of the giving goat
becomes the butt of the unloving man.

Man, kind goat he is not.
Why are the chromosomes so still,
matchless and reluctant to form the Goat-God man
whose hooves would drive Mercedes
and gallop into the silos
To press the mushroom button
Ending all goat, man, and grass
For the Nuclear Winter
goatless and black
With hell bikers roaming as rectangles
The fields of dissolution
The fall of Earth into the Kali Yuga
Where no goats are taken for sex or love
But become lines of death
for the Capricorn return of Saturn
and the Christmas Crucifixion
Against the horn.

Horns, blow out and call for the goat with wings,
who shall fly out of Saturn's rings
and bless the peacemakers
for they shall bangith the goat,
and the computer hackers
for they shall render the goat
As multi-dimensional perfection
whose milk will yield, to the drinker, doors to goat sex,
bestiality and late Atlantis,
Where Monkey and Spacer
merged into man.
Again it will happen
As I bang the goats
the occurrence improbable
will incarnate as goat-king
to eat the nations,
like grass
In the spring of the year.

The Year of the Goat,
better to ignore.