Madeline Johnson

“I love u
But you don’t understand me
You see I’m a real poet
My life is my poetry
my lovemaking is my legacy
My thoughts are not for sale
they’re about nothing
and beautiful and for free
i wish you could get that
and love that about me
because things that can’t be bought can’t be evaluated
and that makes them beyond human reach.
Untouchable
Safe
Otherworldly
Unable to be deciphered or metabolized
something metaphysical
Like a view of the sea
on a summer day on the most perfect winding road
taken in from your car seat window
A thing perfect and ready to become a part of the texture of
the fabric of Something more ethereal
like Mount Olympus
where Zeus and Athena and the rest of the immortals play”
― Lana Del Rey, Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass