goat horns
ebony black
emerge from my forehead
i tune in to
what you’re thinking
and i think you need
a spanking
split footed
i walk upon two legs
like a man
visage of a man
but my voice
the bleating of a goat
in a hot, dusty yard
man-goat (poem 20160518)
Words and Feathers 
Wowza!!
Your edginess is showing! Very nice… I’ve often wondered if man-goats bleat — now I know.
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Fascinating poem! Not sure whether to shiver or giggle… 🙂
I’m not too sure myself.
Good to know… 🙂
Those horns seem to be emerging from every angle today…hmmm…(K)
Ha ha.
**gasp**
Oooh I love this! Long live the satyr 🙂
Ha ha! 👱🐐