Goat

 

Wrote this many years back with an ex ,

while much younger and first London visit

 

 

This sunny Sunday’s London favorite animal, Billy Goat.

 

 

Feels so much like having an afternoon, tea party, you can come in to my imaginary home, with imaginary doors, we all know too well, imaginary windows to let us know of clouds and rain, then there are living space, - a very familiar direction would for us to sit on the floor after entering via the door. The floor cushions were brought from Tokyo, but only recently did I fill them with swan feathers. But, really it is an imaginary home, you can come via the window and I promise not to laugh, and certainly will not be frightened if you were to walk-in through the wall or roof. Suppose you expect same, the same received reality of the same mediated cultures we all have learnt to be familiar with have respect and appreciate comfort zones.

 

 

Billy Goats do climb trees, and you have to see a picture of them to see how, they can make bare a tree, as they do munch up all the leaves. They only climb trees because they want the nourishments from them trees. Unlike birds; trees have no use for goats as a habitat or a place to make a nest, though I am sure they may have found it a good hiding place from lions and tigers. I do not see many tigers and lions in London, only if I want to and then can go to London Zoo, then I will be able to see donkeys, goats or Lions. But frightened I do become at times in London, so have to climb any tree I find sometimes for nourishment but others times to just helps keep away from trouble.

 

 

 

Hemingway, Tolstoy, don Quijote de la Mancha.