No horse required, firstly. However a sense of
malfeasance versus windmills is quite the charade
to embrace. Chain mail, either letters or packages, will do fine
as will any other postal attire, including but not limited to
chicken costumes and nakedness. Avoid at all costs downtown
and uptown rotundas as these will surely lead you
squarely astray, and out of town. Read, absorb the needs
of nights before you. Anticipate the ways of children
and cats without food or fear. Catch them
red-handed. Sleeplessness is necessary at all
intersections of life and death, as are clean nostrils because
how ever can you be chivalrous
when a wretched collection of dust sits at the apex
of your nasal cavities, presenting with a proclivity towards
oxygen embargoes and inflections?
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