in many directions star-stamped
and eloquent asking only
for affection something long
since missing from corrupted
childhoods where Van Morrison
rolled along like a two-fisted barrel
the sweat dripping eyes bulging
like the black death the honey
voice that hovered in a separate
plane unvanquished floating
above any sense of complacency
forcing beyond all bounds
of decency still cajoling
for some chance at forgiveness.
Poet and songwriter Paul Ilechko is the author of three chapbooks, most recently “Pain Sections” (Alien Buddha Press). His work has appeared in a variety of journals, including The Night Heron Barks, Rogue Agent, Ethel, San Pedro River Review, Lullwater Review, and Book of Matches. He lives with his partner in Lambertville, NJ.