Hints of Revolution

“...En then he swings it, - Like ... just went all crazy on em! The fukkin guy just kept smashin em over n over! I was screamin in my head, “This is ain’t real!”...he was bleedin so bad n the shit was sprayin everywhere! Neva seen or heard nuthin like it... I kept sayin- ‘coodn be real, coodn be happnin!’– didn’t know what was goin on - what I shood do, happened so fast – and ... and then Jack ain’t tryin to fight back no more n he ain’t movin neether!”

“The guy just throws the bat at Me n Alex feet... and real fast, goes walkin away! Just cuts us one last look n he’s gone... across the lot thru ‘bum’s alley’ ... Down there, that way! Gone man, like that!”

“Hold on a minute Beatle! - u said he kept hitting em, u mean like ‘them’ over and over again- was someone else involved?”

“No!... not Them! Him... Jack!” “With that wooden bat lying there! - is that right?”

“Yeah, we all seen em comin up the street, just... walkin regular like! Seen the stick or whateva he was holdin n went bak to drinkin n laffin... ya know? We was laffin at a joke Weed just told...He was just sum guy... ya know!”