Painfully Delicious Public Break-Up

It’s painfully delicious

To hear people break up in public places

It’s sorta like a boxing match

You’ve got to have the

Ring side seats

So you can hear and observe

Cuss from her side

Cuss from his

“You’re cheating on me with that bitch!!!”

“What do you see in that SOB!!!”

I tell you there is a fortune to be made

In selling hot dogs, popcorn and beer

To these painfully delicious public break-up fights

All of us others

Are pretending not to hear

Looking intensly at our books

But, secretly waiting for

The next hit.

“Get all your crap out of my house by tonight!!!”

“Fine, I’ll get out of your shitty place!!!”

Munching my popcorn

Sipping my soda

Watching these boxers fight

In this painfully delicious public break up fight

Time will go by

The couple

(now singles)

Will forget the punches they pulled on one another

But all of us ring side observers will remember

They day we witnessed

That bloody break up ring side fight

Ever so tenderly painfully delicious

**this poem goes out to that couple who broke up. Thank you for inspiring it and happy endings to you whatever they may be.