Rituals that Cock Up the Fly-zone

The killdeer's toes are red without health. They stub against the red mountain. This is an acceptable problem because We occasionally ventilate in the same way, although We will be the ones to solve it. If we had only been voted into Solutions, our passageways wouldn't waste this tender time grasping into empathy with the killdeer's imagined public scorn. Obsessive habits of repositioning/orienting its incubating mendicants have been documented without design in Powerpoint, but forget that. Really, we just want the killdeer to remove itself from harsh objects, from our local police station, from the cold bicycle chain we left behind.