making the bed Len Barrys 1-2-3 went off in his head
fed the cats in an out made
coffee sat at his desk sipping it looked at a photo of his wife
it was a snapshot her mother had
given him
it was taken Halloween
first time they met
she dressed as a black cat leotard short skirt fluffy tail rhinestone collar had put her hair put up like ears nose was smudged black eyeliner whiskers
happilysmiling
looking at the photo vivid thereafter
memories
he deeplysighed
I love you
You love me
exquisitelywistful
Did you kill
yourself because you loved me
he felt somethingsome thing snap
he walked into the livingroom her back was to him
What did you do
she casually looked over her
shoulder I didn’t do anything. Leave
me alone.
You did something
she stepped to the television turned
up the volume
retreated
to the couch
sat
picked up a can of
Diet Pepsi from the end table
intentlysipped
it as she watched whatever program was on
1002, Monday,
3 2. 25
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