Tristan Robert Lange

misfit

how can i fit

when i wasn’t

made that shape?

how can i fit?

why should i

fit?

and

why have a fit

when one doesn’t fit

a container in which

you should sit?

honestly,

the notion has me lit

not high—but with grit—

i declare,

you might not like this bit,

you can take

that mold

and fill it with

shit.

POET’S NOTE:

Part of the Truth, Applied collection.

© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.

First published on tristanrobertlange.com, April 26, 2026.

Tittu