Tristan Robert Lange

(un)held

if i were to

disappear—

my visage transparent,

clear—

would it, as a dis,

appear?

would it well up

fear

or would some

cheer?

most, i’m afraid,

would sneer

and eventually

forget their peer.

regardless, it’s become

clear

i was never held as

dear

enough for anyone to hold

near.

© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.

First published on tristanrobertlange.com, March 17, 2026.

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