Our old solid state
hummed like a death ray warming up.
I dashed to the kitchen to fetch a snack.

The racket proceeded pictures
and I caught a confrontation mid-stream
as two jealous lovers 
volleyed threats in the living room.

I stepped in just as the woman screamed,
	“Get out!”

And followed her finger_
The cat lay swathed in afternoon
	on the window sill.

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