Sunday, August 12, 2007

Cell Phone Lady

Cell phone lady


James Bredin

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 didn’t,” she roared. “How did he find out about that?”
Protruding belly as she showed two hundred pounds of fat.

I don’t 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 didn’t know him,
But I felt that his past and his future was and will be quite grim.

Saturday, August 11, 2007

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