originally published in Grist #12 ca. 1967
Someone put on some water and went out into the avalanche.
reprinted with permission of Ron Padgett and Alice Notley
After many important discoveries you were discovered
Discovering me. It was an accident. I sicked (sic) my goat on you
When you arrived. You were dead. I felt terrible. You
Got my goat. Later you got my hat and a big hand. Wheat germ
I fear had done you this. You were William Bonney. Later
Nature altered your female parts. You played hell, then
Goneril, then Regan. Now you are peopled with many
Poets, writers, and authors. I put it all in my play, "The
Flinging Far Away of Golden Burrs," in which you were the star.
Ah, Billy, we cried the day you trailed off. It got out goats.
They took you to the can and you ate it. This made you sick
But you liked it. You liked it so much you even liked it.
Then you rode away on your pony, named "Billy." Billy was
Licking your teeth. You gave him a broken apple and he was
Glad. He bit your knee cap off making your knee "to hurt."
Gee, I wonder why he did it. You had to be amputated, and
That hurts. We understood when you cut him dead
Breaking off his snort of bestial rage. But you were dead,
The only man for me, William "Billy" Bonney, and I was me.
Part Two.
Usage. He called it "incest." He said that with his two lipsDoctor Vulva engaged himself in frivolous use of
and "the others." It was a kind of communication, in which
he talked to "the Goat." He dials 123 ABC 123 ABC 123 GOA-T.
"Hello," he says and someone says "Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
He's gotten "The Goat!" He writhes. He gills. He fleers.
He falls down. He explicated: In it, hundreds of citizens,
people, mothers, babies, and nannies, victims of happy
in our pants for three hours now. How far is it? It's called
homes, were given the names of the enemy. Then they
missed their enemies. After that they shot each other
back. The result was goats and more goats and later,
"some gas."
Part Three.
We have been going to the bathroom
"The Fiery Knot," by King Billy. The plot concerns a six year
old diplomat among other things and all. They are shot out of
a cannon. It's called "William Bonney's Canon," and it has
love, sex, debts, feet, kisses, people, knee-cap, faeces, brillo,
sterno, pony, slurping, sucking, fucking, (no pluck), and muck-
raking in it. It rides in a 3 pound truck with all the dogs.
The hero dies in a vast bed in the muck, as related to the pre-
face epic conclusion of the lie, baby. Ha-ha, get it? "The Goat"
Strikes Again!
bathtub today by Sheriff Pat Garrett, who was wearing a whitePart Four.
William Bonney was shot in the
vulva bathing cap and a long black colt. His will provides
that his loyal hairy wife get his second best goat.
The End.