Haiku for Breaking Up

Dating post thirty,
like shopping in TK Maxx:
a lot of effort.

Art and Science tried
but Art meant it all too much
and Science didn’t.

I drown in my dreams,
where she used to tread water;
I remember Yeats.

I never thought I’d
love someone who’d vote Tory
but I really did.

Going out with you
was like dating a spreadsheet;
useful but quite dull.

Tis better to have
felt immortal and a fool
than to never have.