Tristan Robert Lange

in the loop

in order to get the gist

i took my knotted fist

punched it through the gizzard

of a giant wizard lizard,

king of a magma river,

walking away like a shiver

from condensational fuzz.

float along on the buzz,

a hive of robot stop abodes

on a train that rides roads.

choo-freaking-choo

don’t stop, don’t hit no brake,

swerving on like a rattlesnake,

the nonagon doors open infinitely,

go on, enter indiscriminantly.

don’t believe me?—
the scoop is in the loop—

can’t escape to even poop.

First published on tristanrobertlange.com, July 14, 2026.

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