REQUIEM FOR B*SH'S BRAIN: opus in jpeg minor

[Richard Steele]

If any of you think that Karl Rove dodged a bullet
when he escaped indictment last week,
please think again.

Karl's "life work" culminated in the B*sh presidency:
a house of cards built on a Ponzi scheme built on smoke and mirors.


Hurricane Katrina was the "END OF THE BEGINNING";
And the Libby indictment is the "BEGINNING OF THE END";
the B*shCabal™ "house of cards" just had the King of Diamonds
YANKED out of its foundation...

So please don't think that KKKarl is happy this week!
Karl is a smart man.
Smart enough to know that IT'S OVER.

Like a chess master, he sees every POSSIBLE move which can be made...
and they all lead to the SAME end.
Rove will leave the 'World Stage' without fanfare,
and spend the rest of his days alone and unloved,
with his MIND as his only companion.

So, I offer my own "artist's concept" of what it might FEEL LIKE
to be Karl Rove for the next 30 years:

This is the sound of POISONS...
The SICKNESS no one knows.
No one is crying for us (this time);
Our shapes are blurring under miracles of snow.

WEAVE the circle 'round him three times...
(You have to plan your moves at THESE times)
Our hearts are BREAKING:
ONE MORE song to go....."


LYRICS from 'Faded flowers' by SHRIEKBACK;
the last song on the greatest album ever recorded.