legs,
i can feel my legs.
person crossing street,
restaurant,
playground,
traffic light,
visor.
snrrrrk
two-three-four
whooo
two-three-four-five-six
repeat—
and again...
another time,
you’ve got this,
one breath at a time.
i just hope I can
make it
home.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, February 7, 2026.
Tittu
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Author:
Tristan Robert Lange (
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Comments1
You got this, my friend. Well written. Your poem revolves around the experience of navigating through a physical or metaphorical journey, emphasizing the struggle for perseverance and the importance of taking one step at a time. The poet expresses a sense of determination and hope, even in the face of challenges.
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