The Web Poetry Corner - James Bredin - Cell Phone Lady
Cell Phone Lady
I heard her in the grocery store screaming at her cell phone,
Big, fat, loud, ugly, tattoos as she screamed and moaned and groaned,
"No he didnít," she roared. "How did he find out about that?"
Protruding belly as she showed two hundred pounds of fat.
I donít know her name, not then, not now and I never will,
A graphic example of where society has gone since the pill,
I pity the man she was talking about and I didnít know him,
But I felt that his past and his future was and will be quite grim.