Polterzeitgeists Poem, by Tristan Robert Lange, at My poetic side

Someone always finds something wrong—

Crticism is the antithesis of critique—

Rumination leads to rhetorical ruination

Under the weight of haughty hippos.

Torrential torment of the tormented

Imbibed as wine by the high and fine.

Necrotic members of the wine and dine

Internalize the intenstines of ignorance—

Zombified polterzeitgeist zealots

Engorged on a technicolor television theology.

Damnation is pronounced by the damned.

First published on tristanrobertlange.com, October 15, 2025.

Tittu