He leaves work between six and seven every night.
Takes the same route home.
Obeys every traffic sign.

Pays his bills;
No bad checks;
No registered firearms:

The world's most boring human.

He has very nice garbage:
He's not looking for buff.
Rather, meticulous.
Refined.
Anal.

He eats. They linger; she fawns over him.

The busboy,
Over the whine of the vacuum,
Tells him the pair should leave.

She loves the pinched nasally whine of his voice.
Quivering, she asks him to stay and pronounce--
Sensually--
"Passport"

He does.
"You're right we should leave"
He asks if she would like to have breakfast with him.
"Sure. Fine. Whatever."

Foolishly confident, he replies:
"Shall I phone you or nudge you?"

They did not have breakfast.

A computer would never match her with him