Fractured

Tristan Robert Lange


Notice of absence from Tristan Robert Lange
Life is full of seasons. This is a season of transition for me, where I will be moving with my family to a new location. As such, with much logistics to consider, I am doing my best to keep up. Please know if I accidentally don't respond, it is not because I am ghosting or becoming distant. Once things settle after the move, I am sure life will return to some normalcy. In the meantime, and always:

Read πŸ‘“, Write ✍️, Rise πŸŒ…, Realize 🀯.

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The lines
Writhe like snakes  
As I write out—  
Scream out?—  
The colors penetrate  
The senses.  
Demand an audience  
With the Queen.  
Check.  
It's not going,  
Not going at all.  
The demons.  
Diamonds?  
No, demons.  
Shine on,  
Shine off.  
The words melt  
Into the fractured  
Crevices of the mind.
  • Author: Tristan Robert Lange (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 3rd, 2024 00:12
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • orchidee

    I never knew there was so much 'activity' involve in writing. Well, I know now! Who is that bad hair guy in your pics?! lol.

    • Tristan Robert Lange

      Hahaha! He’s…she’s?…a wild person for sure! LOL! Thanks, as always, for reading and engaging!

    • sorenbarrett

      Words are powerful and create images so vivid that they may as well be reality. Nicely written



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