Tristan Robert Lange
Halos and Horns
The vortex opens—
Its pull is antigravity—
There is no escape
From earth any other way.
No escape
From this demandscape—
Let the heavens take shape
As my halo hurts into horns.
This is no escape—
The vortex is voracious
As it is veracious.
© 2025 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, January 22, 2026.
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