She reeked of debt, despair, and a litter box
that hadn’t been cleaned for a week.
She bulged in all the wrong places.
He reeked of sweat, cheap cigars, and bad decisions.
Jowls hid his neck, a hat hid his bald spot.
He was wider than tall.
They both needed glasses and antihistamines.
They both wanted a bad drink and a good lay.
Or maybe it was the other way around.
Squinting through the smoky haze of a sleazy bar,
They saw in each other
the answer to their prayers.