And I thought I’d have to grow old and gay
with Madonna alone! Mother
of masks, of reinvention, who likes to say:
“Just thinking about sex is sex” and whose lovers
Wilt in the shade of her gilded vanity
Until you came alone, well-versed
in Warhol and Rilke and the cold depravity
of life without dance, daring, fashion, who burst
Like some pop Pegasus, some demented diva,
The chastity belt that is America, every bit the Muse
She once was, singing “Vogue” and “You give me fevah,”
Still your own Medusa, affirming “Never lose –
Never compromise.” Yet I’m a guilty fan
Feeling every bit like I’m seeing another woman.
May 2011.
See my “Latest in Gaga” from the _G&LR_ (2010):
http://www.thefreelibrary.com/The+latest+in+Gaga.-a0232889565