Our thoughts and prayers again return to the victims of a pile-up
a few years ago.
There was a biochemical paroxysm that summer night.
Deep within a wholesome encompassment
the collision began to grow
as if it were driven by electromagnetic vigor.
The spell of stimulation exchanged was said to be lined with
uncorrupted magic.
Of the two involved one or both may still be in
critical condition.
Sources say that the woman,
who was in fact a girl at the time,
is even now blinded by the combustion and
resistant to counsel.
Particulars have been muddled from time lost,
but informants have told us that it is
impossible
to forget the feeling of pyrotechnics.
After years of surgery her nucleus remains
indefinitely melted
but not numb to the temptation in her reoccurring flashbacks.
As for him, much has yet to be determined.
