DRAGONS Babysitter Laurie Dann's descent into madness began long before she opened fire on a class of second graders.       - People Weekly, June 6, 1988 Well out of harm's way. Somewhere not on the bus schedule, fer sure. Not in a hospital where more people die than anywhere. Or:       '...an idyllic community where parents knew             their children were safe...' A place where legs grow long enough to reach the ground       & no longer. Where no one risks asking God to create a rock       even God can't lift. This is contentment. Reason for a well-defined system       boxes a dragon in parts that             finally grows tired of chasing its own tale. Bent on roasting the old monologue to death. Flashing RED YELLOW GREEN symbols       everyone is meant to understand & obey. The colour-blind recognizing order, the blind satisfied with sounds mainly YELLOW. At any rate feeling safe between parallel lines       bathed in a calming glow of green. No square for any serpent riddled in flames. Except. The form of lower Eden triggers a small town       toward the massacre of innocents. Later to be cribbed an isolated incident       ignoring the fact      only the freak Endures. Children hung from the beard of the garden dwarf. They lock the doors upon themselves while up the stairs       every attic maintains             its steady grind                   of steel                         on stone.