Voice of Rest

10/15/14

The damp dirty smell of rain on the way, the only hotel for miles a grain elevator.
The wind has traveled centuries to bring you the news. It’s not easy to sleep in a dead
leaf.
It’s only being in a hurry to help that scares me so.
The book of light, open on the table, by evening has fallen to the floor.
Coal slag beneath the railroad tracks glistens wickedly when it rains. It never rains.
The real fears die and come true.
It’s too quiet here. Let’s keep it that way.



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.