the madonna

when i saw her looking out
over the streets of tuscon
my imagination wept
in places where her song once lived

cradled in her lips
like a newborn

she was painted on glass
with piercing eyes
and mustang-wild hair
unable to move
frozen in a moment when
an artist said boldly


this is who you are



i took this picture in tucson, arizona
where windows were painted with
images such as bob dylan, jimi hendrixx,
and willie nelson.

madonna was prettier than each of them.