Secret Lives of the Hatless

04/23/14

And this would have to be the version of the story in which the stones do not talk
and the people do and probably the plants would stay in one place unless the people
moved them and not talk either unless they merely whisper in faint breezy answer when
the people talk to them and someone would have to walk the dog if there was a dog and
someone would have to feed the cat if there was a cat unless the people let their
domesticated animals wander about freely scavenging for themselves but they wouldn’t
do that nosir because the people’s parents and friends would think less of them and you
can’t live like that no not if you’re sensitive and don’t scratch your behind in public or
make disgusting noises in the bedroom with the window open I mean I guess if your life’s
going to make sense you have to have some guidelines to go by even if other people don’t
believe in them because after all we’re not all ruthless and we have still another version of
a good example to set by golly yessir with all that generous warmth rising up like
unquestioned prayers from the lowered tops of all those trusting heads of ours don’t you
see it’s just one of the ways we can explain our losses besides singing a capella or
rubbing up against trees and calling softly to the various physical manifestations of our
desire to feel the heat of our life’s argument even as it continues escaping the calculated
pretense of exterior appearance.



Rich Ives is the author of Tunneling to the Moon: A Psychological Gardener’s Book of Days currently being published in serial @ Silenced Press everyday in 2014 and forthcoming in paperback. Begin from the beginning, catch up, read daily. Just refer to the Burrow Guide.