“The Impossible Fact”

Palmstroem, old, an aimless rover,

walking in the wrong direction

at a busy intersection

is run over.

“How,” he says, his life restoring

and with pluck his death ignoring,

“can an accident like this

ever happen? What’s amiss?

“Did the state administration

fail in motor transportation?

Did police ignore the need

for reducing driving speed?

“Isn’t there a prohibition,

barring motorized transmission

of the living to the dead?

Was the driver right who sped…?”

Tightly swathed in dampened tissues

he explores the legal issues,

and it soon is clear as air:

Cars were not permitted there!

And he comes to the conclusion:

His mishap was an illusion,

for, he reasons pointedly,

that which must not, can not be.

Anon.

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