CNN and foreign news outlets have received plenty of email about BushCo's joking about not finding WMD at a major event in Washington. Many well known bloggers have commented on the arrogance of BushCo to joke about WMD while Americans are still dying and being maimed for life.

I was thinking about it for the last couple of days, and here is a poem about the state of mind of the creature that squats in the people's house.

godsbody

he saw something
     but he still has to think before speaking
     or else he'll spew the shit from his endless river of rage
     as he realizes that he is yahweh made mortal

dreams inhabit his waking life
     as he walks he leaves no footprint
     from the past immersion in embalming alcohol
          he rejects all that was

the echoes of pumping machines
     the parchment touch of his father
     the waxen touch of his librarian wife
     the boozey sweat streaked touch of his offspring

besotted visions
     his hands manicured but still are tinged green
     in his bed he sleeps in stoney silence
     lincoln and washington knock once then pass on

upon the plain before golgotha
     in this vision that swims before his pallid eyes
     he alone carries the burden
     he feels his blood turning to wine again and again

nothing beckons to him
     he will rest upon the stone parapit surmounting the hill
     the great burden he lets fall
     his rich three piece suit now sodden with his only exertion

he starts to snore
     a bottomless darkness wells from his pores
     all light that graces this last hill vanishes
     his burden he has released upon this land