envy dripped from lipsticked lips
pencil sharp her botoxed brows
with piercing eyes
she assessed her prey
and screeched
“She’s such a cow!”
her girlfriends huddled by her side
held back her anorexic arms
stiletto heels
tap
tap
tapped
a bomb they attempted
to disarm
“he’s not worth it!”
they shouted in her ear
Dj Tiesto rocked the floor
“it’s not the first time he’s cheated on you,
show the bum the door!”
a tear escaped
from kohl-rimmed eyes
she muttered
mesmerized:
“her boobs are fake
and so’s her tan
why can’t she find
her own damn man!”
© Damn Man, The Love Fix
Lynda Filler 
That was a really powerful and real poem. I could clearly see and feel the whole exchange.
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I remember exactly where I was in a cafe in Montreal watching a couple fighting on a streeet! It was many years ago and the start of hundreds of what would be hundreds of pages of poetry. I live that you can feel it! Thanks
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