Maybe goats are not what they eat (trash),
so this goat laughs.
He is the coffeehouse mascot,
the small god of the almost-outsiders,
the gargoyle that guards our beans.
He is a goat at the coffee bar
and he is annoyed
at the heaving motors of the cooler.
So he laughs.
Annoyance is ridiculous refuse, and we all know:
we enjoy our annoyances.