
Warhol in Fact
There was a cloud atop a mountain Raining colors upon the planet below From that soil grew in motion, the children The law did not speak to those above it Into and out of the city of silver and gold There were testimonials There were artifacts There was food for the aliens in their uniforms In circles they drew stares, formations, and lines This delicate air was a destination and home Where it was assembled, where it hung on the wall Some were there, some saw it all The kisses, the brushes, the fabric, the film That whispered and shouted "let love rule this world" To be touched with a finger what invitation To sleep on the floor of this house of creation Poem by Joe Kidd for “Before I Turn Into Gold Day” inspired by Leonard Cohen A Fevers of the Mind Quick-9 Interview with Joe Kidd