- by fanniesson
She was part of that group, The Underclass
if you look up the definition on Google.
Divorced with a six year old rug rat, unemployed
drank a little more then she needed to.
As was he. With his small minimum-wage paycheck,
showing twelve hours of overtime they jammed down
his throat each week, in the deduction column.
Court ordered child support, and a car payment for a car
he had already cracked up, junked, but still owed
sixteen months of payments on.
And they left the bar together the perfect pair
sixteen dollars between them.
Not Romeo and Juliet, not a love story by no means.
Just two people needing to be touched and lied to.