How They Lived & Red Lights Bleed Color

 

By Paul Ilechko


How They Lived

They made their place on the flats by the shallow river     at the point where the rocks provided passage from near bank to far     and there they dreamed of a heavy rain     that spilled like blood from a throat  …

Red Lights Bleed Color

Red tail-lights flicker and dilate
moving with a stop-go intensity 

through the potentiality
of further rain     such an essence

of place     a mapping of psychic
to physical     and we walk together

through this same indeterminate 
field     fastening onto the same

American myth     as lights blur
paint-spilled across the puddles

of a previous storm     our hair
still wet    the white lights dipping

and stretching time     as our motion
blends into an automobile rhythm

slowed almost to stopping
as traffic bunches until the spring

is compressed to breaking point
and our senses are opened 

to something a little like pain
and a lot like ecstasy. 

Paul Ilechko is the author of the chapbooks Bartok in Winter (Flutter Press, 2018) and Graph of Life (Finishing Line Press, 2018). His work has appeared in a variety of journals, including West Trade Review, As It Ought To Be, Cathexis Northwest Press, Otoliths and Pithead Chapel. He lives with his partner in Lambertville, NJ.

 
Previous
Previous

Dolorosus

Next
Next

People, I Know People & Other Poems