flashback



			An early memory Rough Draft: "FlashBack" Flashback 3-2-1 Flashback 3-2-1 My god! Make it stop! Swing and run Swing and run 3-2-1 Count down, then swing and run Come on Jimmy-swing and run Hit the ball, have some fun! I sprang from the curb, My shadow remained Shadows speak of future pain Prophetically-simply Prophetic Listen I held the bat as the night held me, Cradled me, and spoke to me Startled me . . . and Like the moonlight, Craved my soul Behind me, my brother stood, Chewing gum on his breath Strong arms Under mine, Positioning the bat The ball: a chance, a blur, a bomb I ran for fear . . . As the night consumed me My shadow-peered, then quaked I fell into space Flashback 3-2-1 Flashback 3-2-1 My god! Make it stop! Swing and run Swing and run 3-2-1 Count down, then swing and run Come on Jimmy-swing and run Hit the ball, have some fun! The swing: A moment, a turn, a weapon Streetlights darken, My shadow disappears 3-2-1 Swing and run Dampness on my head Thick n' wet 2-3-2 Run, swing, count Beside me, my brother kneels, Chewing gum on his breath Cherry? Strawberry? Strong arms under mine, Positioning my head Backflash 1-3-2 Swing, then . . . My god! Make it stop! Swing and run Swing and run 3-2-1 Count down, then swing and run ã2000 James Olmos