The Rush of the Buffalo

Como Zoo...year 2016. Monkees with severe tunnel through bring an orangotan family together in a bedding laced corner. Three "bachelor" gorillas move comfortably in a small space. Their dominance is quiet today. Virgil answers to sign of HOME and he moves away from looking my way at the glass. Giraffes rushing me, energetically, especially DAISY. Note, my "uniform" for the day is a tiger winter hat. We exit that African hoofed animals display to have the Russians tunneling through the arctic fox who stares me in my eyes as we exit into the cold. My mother, paying attention, sees the RUSH of the three buffalo. One is suspected as mystical birth. I watched back emitting joyful noises. I move close to the fence. They rush each other clashing horns and rushing me. They stayed away from the fence by a foot. My mystical defense is embedded in the energetic and affects how they see me. CHUNG MOO University. Maybe times are changing and there are people studying this aliens in a respectful way, even if just for today.