Nigrum Pactum

Tristan Robert Lange


Notice of absence from Tristan Robert Lange
Hey friends, just a quick heads-up—I’m traveling with family the next several days and won’t be on consistently. I’ll check in when I can, but responses may be delayed. Appreciate the patience and support. I’ll be back soon. In the meantime:

Read 🤓 Write ✍️ Rock! 🤘🎸

—Tristan 🌑🖋️🧠🛤️
VI.
 
Stare
       at
me.
I am your god,
reflecting who you are,
You know who
 
‘WV I
 
But you want me
d
   e
      coded
                         to look pretty.
I am not your pet, ch i l d.
My beauty is
                                   your
                                            d
                                            e
                                            s
                                            truct
                                                     i
                                                     o
                                                     n.
Your heart is my horns—
pounding—HARDened.
You punish with pain.
My eyes
                         are your
                                            e
                                         r
                                            o
                                            s
                                                 i
                                            o
                                                n.
My maned muzzle
Is your merriment
In manipulation.
My cloven hooves?
Your only rightful claim.
 
Kneel.
 
I am your speculum mortale.
Look!
Face the one you worship!
 
V.
 
thud clomp
creak scrape
 
Don’t you wish to see?
Lose your restrictions.
Sign here, on the dotted line.
 
How delicious. Like an apple.
 
Do you desire to
Shed the skin of Eden?
 
thud clomp
creak scrape
 
thud clomp
creak scrape
 
Tell me, child,
What do you covet?
 
Your dream. My doing.
 
Just sign here. Nigrum Pactum.
Tell me what you long for.
 
IV.
 
Follow me my sweet child.
 
I can see the black goat,
Hulking, a beast, bastard-born,
It calls to me.
 
Where is it heading?
Why in there?
I walk worrisome,
Horrified, hesitant
 
Didst you not say you wanted
To dine deliciously—
To sup at superiority’s table—
To eat from the enigma of inequality?
 
Yes. I am sick.
I am sick with being slighted.
I am sick with others—
Like parasites—
Gorging off of what ought to be
 
Mine.
 
I follow.
 
III.
 
In church today, my pastor said we have to put on the armor of God, that we cannot be swayed by the world, that Satan is running around on the prowl, waiting to wreck and devour us. Surely, he’s right. The way this wicked country is heading, those gosh darn pinko commies. The woke left just wants to run this dang country in the ground.
 
The late summer sun
Sets on my little homestead;
Hearts should be burdened.
 
This country is going to fucking shit, forgive me Lord, but you know I am right. We’re giving way to such evil. Men with men, women with women, and those confused people that don’t know what the hell they are. Satan’s having his hedonistic heyday right now, and I have to be strong. I have to put on that armor. I have to make sure nothing penetrates this heart. NOTHING.
 
Darkness stretches out
Over the swooning season;
A crisp air settles.
 
The world calls this hate, but I hate this world. So they can call it what they want. I am going to follow my beliefs, my faith, my worldview because it comes from the Word. Did not the Bible teach an eye for an eye? Did not the Bible teach love only exists between a man and a woman? Didn’t the Bible teach that men are the head and women should respect that? Didn’t the Bible teach no marijuana, no tattoos, no piercings? Didn’t it tell us to obey our masters? Yet, this world is exploding with debauchery and disobedience.
 
Across the dark way,
In the grassy shadowland,
A black goat appears.
 
II.
 
I see myself as good,
Not perfect, I do sin;
Still, if Christ came, I would
Follow, hell will not win.
 
Not perfect, I can sin,
But God has called me here.
Follow, hell will not win,
Satan has me to fear.
 
God has but called me here
To own libs and the weak;
Satan has me to fear:
Throw empathy in a creek.
 
To own libs and the weak;
If Christ still came, I would
Throw empathy in a creek.
Christ sees my heart as good.
 
I.
 
I stand on the precipice of man’s revelation.
Fall’s chill hits like odorous breath
Stings nostrils with death.
Yawn—mourning:
Boring.
No
Faith.
 
© 2025 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
  • Author: Tristan Robert Lange (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 25th, 2025 06:59
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem is structured in reverse, unfolding through six numbered sections followed by a seventh that is embedded rather than labeled. The voice and form shift as the piece contracts, tightens, and mirrors itself. It’s meant to be read forward, then backward, and then more deeply. The structure will guide you. The meaning is yours to confront.
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  • Users favorite of this poem: Cheeky Missy, Poetic Licence
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  • arqios

    Wow, this is a major piece of writing here🙏🏻🕊️

    • Tristan Robert Lange

      Why, thank you my dear friend. It's good to be back and I figured I would celebrate it with this! Took a little while to write but, as you can see, I have been busy in my absence. Missed you all terribly. Hope all is well with you. Thank you for your time and feedback. Much appreciated, my friend! 🐐🕯️🪞🩸

      • arqios

        Most welcome and good to have you back.🙏🏻🕊️

      • sorenbarrett

        Tristan this poem is highly complex in structure and meaning. I love the most artistic forms used in its lettering and flow they add a great deal of interest. The forward and backward reading is quite mystic and satanic as is the embedded which is common as a secretive form of magic meaning. Very nicely written

        • Tristan Robert Lange

          Thank you Soren. So glad that the complexity, meaning and form all resonated. Your time and astute analysis are always appreciated. 🐐🕯️🪞🩸

        • Poetic Licence

          Firstly welcome back hope all is well now and you have clearly been busy. A dark, satanic and incredibly deep read, this has alot to digest and for me needs many readings, I think you say back with a bang, wonderful write

          • Tristan Robert Lange

            Back with a bang! Indeed. And yes, been quite busy.😅 It is good to be welcomed back so warmly my friend. Thank you for your time, your astute analysis, the fave and the multiple reads. All very much appreciated! 🐐🕯️🪞🩸

            • Poetic Licence

              You are very welcome

            • orchidee

              Ohh, it's only a relative of Darth Vader - or Obi! heehee.
              Ahh, and a bit of French there - Nigrum wotsit. lol.

              • Tristan Robert Lange

                LOL! Now, now. Don't blame the French! 🤣 It's Latin. Indeed, this is Obi dressed up as Vader with horns...a Jedi trick to throw off the Sith! LOL! Thanks Orchi, I always look forward to your feedback, my friend!

              • orchidee

                Me again - ooh!
                I'm not keen on 'dark' genre poems myself, or at least I'm not keen on writing in that genre. Not that I'm 'holier than thou' or 'super-spiritual' but I start to feel uneasy or even a bit unwell if I dwell on 'dark' things too much.
                I suspect the devil is some beautiful being, though his is the kingdom of darkness. If he was ugly, we wouldn't be drawn to him but would run from him.

                • Tristan Robert Lange

                  💯 Yeah, this is dark. But remarkably Christian, albeit in a Satanic way. I figured if the devil wants to use us so much, why not give 'im a taste of his own medicine! 😈🤣 I hear you, though, my friend. It is an uncomfortable space to be in, no doubt. For me, though, it helps get that darkness out, and then hopefully others relate to it and find it as healing to read as it was for me to write. Thank you for always being willing to explore with me. I appreciate you more than I could ever put in a silly comment! 🐐🕯️🪞🩸

                  • orchidee

                    Thank you T. I might say - good write Nigrum Obi, or Nigrum Popeye - who are they?! lol.

                    • Tristan Robert Lange

                      LOL! Ooh. Idk, but I love it! 😍

                      • orchidee

                        We can't say who they are! lol.

                      • Tony36

                        Excellent write Tristan

                        • Tristan Robert Lange

                          Thank you, Tony! Much appreciated! 🐐🕯️🪞🩸

                          • Tony36

                            You're welcome

                          • Demar Desu

                            Bro you came back with a heavy hitter damn!

                          • Thomas W Case

                            Powerful work.

                          • NafisaSB

                            this calls for a lot of deep thought - very interesting read - can almost visualize the black goat..

                            • Tristan Robert Lange

                              Thank you, my friend. Glad you found it thought-provoking and that you could visualize the black goat. That makes my day, well evening at this point. Much appreciated! 🐐🕯️🪞🩸

                              • NafisaSB

                                always welcome..i don't know whether you are ahead in time ore behind us people in India - so since it's morning here now, wishing you a restful evening

                                • Tristan Robert Lange

                                  We are a bit behind. Thank you. I hope your day is going well!

                                  • NafisaSB

                                    yes, thank you it was, and hopefully today will be better - meeting up friends for tea [kitty party],
                                    then dining with sister and family...so hoping for a beautiful day, and wishing you the same

                                    • Tristan Robert Lange

                                      Thank you! It was!

                                      • NafisaSB

                                        great - now have a wonderful weekend

                                        • Tristan Robert Lange

                                          Will do. You too!



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