National Belt Time For the Bros

National Belt Time For The Bros tell me this didn't happen it did lil bro and big bro are fast at it, again two tapes, a plastic, a tennis ball, a golf ball all batted by the bros onto the neighbors roof across the street bros are thinking what to do what to do next there's no more balls to play with think, think this is national past time baseball, baseball two outs in the ninth tie score Kristina's looking on, blowing kisses to the both of us she's our neighbor's daughter, when we grew up in Norway she's fun, she's first base most of the time bros come up with an idea games still on both look inside at dad's pool table and grab a cue ball hmm. it's white nothings going to happen bros say to themselves no,no,no oh please listen this isn't happening, bros your dad's recreation where he invites all his friends for weekly pool games no, stop think, think ... ... the bros do think, somewhat it's okay. dad won't know angels, angels please zap them stop them, stop them, please before ... it's too late it's too late big bros winding up, leg high in the air lil bro's in the batter's box focusing on the sweet spot the cue ball sails towards lil bro a speeding bullet train he swings with all his might, misses big bros won, big bros won hands high above in the air oh, oh there's a glass shattering sound hands sadly sagging low now see i told you both bros look at the hole in the window double panes of glass laughing at their youth Kristina runs home, smart both bros look at each other; tears running down their faces it's too late bros thinking the obvious, what were we thinking yet in the heat of the moment it was baseball national pastime ... until when dad arrived home .. national past time hurt let me tell you, let me tell you it hurt the sweet spot connie pachecho 2/17/17