Remote casualty-
you who were so fair skinned
The prayers did you good-
Your horns vanished
claws became fingers
But you had to have speech therapy
for that lisp
The therapist was an attractive female college student
what kind of therapy was this?
You ran away from home and joined the snake cult
in the darkest jungle of New Hampshire
but you became bored with giant sleepy anacondas
and started kindergarten
where you were studied by yet more attractive
female college students
It seemed to be becoming a theme
you drew pictures of tanks and bomber jets
machine guns and flame throwers
the college girls became interested
you refused to speak
and ate only pbj sandwiches
Until they kissed you
