having bruised her hooves
scaling several tall buildings a day
on the sheer strength of her own denial,
having hidden her insecurity
by extending generous forgiveness
to anyone who ever hurt her,
in the hopes that if she eased their guilt
they’d like her enough to be kind to her,
having repeatedly strained
at unsustainable rates
in one hundred ways
until careening into an internal limit,
surprising herself
almost as much as everyone else
by how abruptly she
…stopped…
super goat decided to try for a little humility;
finally unflinchingly faced her overwhelming fear
of being unloved,
made the choice to grow up,
and declared herself to no longer be a super hero.
she cheerfully recommended to those who reacted
with dismay that they go fuck themselves,
and then
she tied up her cape between two trees
and stretched out happily in her new hammock
to sleep for a week.