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shadows stretch infinitely inward within the scabbed scarab sarcophagus that houses the remains of mummified memories. buried in the xerothermic sand lies the certainty of a camel bird crying foul for forgetting the direction they face. medusa oblongata.
black velvet veritas deliberation on the destruction of destiny. to speak truth is to speak violence against oneself in a world of dishonest delusions. words building worlds that collude with the callous spreading ladder climbing lies up the chain of cross commandos.
deliberation, however, is short lived when it comes to the testimony of truth, for freedom shall not be denied friends among those who forfeit ego for sapientia. minerva meets minutia with a measured mirror, exposing evil enveloped in equivocation.
ironically, mirrors are seldom welcome objects in the land of litany, where logic stands lockstep with lore and legions fill their labyrinthine hearts with lifeless language over logos. Lungless are the wheezing giants gasping for breath and grasping at serpentine straws.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, February 11, 2026.
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Tristan Robert Lange (
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You really made me think about this poem. Well done. This poem explores the complexity of truth, memory, and the struggle for clarity in a world filled with deception and ambiguity. It contrasts the weight of buried memories and the inevitability of facing uncomfortable truths with the illusions and lies that often dominate human experience. Yet the poet delves into existential themes of knowledge, self-awareness, and the consequences of disregarding truth in favor of comfort.
Love the visual with this that is as complex as the poem itself. They appear human shadow hour glasses draining words to mark the time. This one Tristan holds so many metaphors and symbols that it boggles the mind much as modern society does. This image then might be a mirror image as well where truth becomes its obverse and one can not be told from another. I'm giving a fave for the ingenious design of this whole poem
Good write T.
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