Romantic Disillusionment
Alexander S. Peak


Love, lust, and loathing:
 All are empty,
  The first a void
   And the rest are blind.

Pull me apart from the inside
 With conflicting emotions
  Valv’s gone awry
   I never look back

Ordinary, mundane, dying
 Are my bones.
  Tired and bor’d
   My soul has become.


Authored 2004 by Alexander S. Peak