Wasteland

U wanted out of the delusive world.
So did I.
We converged on that plain;
left it barren with nothing but emissions
words that rang untrue,
remains of a “dejavu?”
Deserted, spurned, thwarted
we were one in this jilted expanse.
Together we slew
notions of a perfect romance.
And there it lay the turgid carcass,
the facsimile of what we once loved.