Thirty Seconds

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 👓, Write ✍️, Rise 🌅, Realize 🤯.

Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛
I dreamed a dream
Where I entered a machine
And was t
                r
                a
                n
                sported to the
                                  sea,
 
A spot where it was
 
                Just me,
 
                A space
                Where I could just
 
                Be.
 
I was so very happy
Surreal, more than a dream.
It was a trip,
A sacred journey.
 
Time                                 was                                         no                                         thing.
 
Only this space and me,
A psychedelic symphony
Swaying in the breeze
Dancing sexy by the side of the salty sea.
 
I have to pee.
Wait...what?!
 
Oh I see.
It's only been thirty seconds
And I have yet to fall
 
Asleep.
 
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, June 4, 2026.
 
Tittu
  • Author: Tristan Robert Lange (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 4th, 2026 10:32
  • Comment from author about the poem: Part of The Art of Being collection.
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  • Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15
  • In collections: The Art of Being.
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  • orchidee

    Yes, a Mr P. Solus takes 30 seconds to eat a can of spinach! lol.

    • Tristan Robert Lange

      Haha! Orchi, thirty seconds? Mr. P. Solus would be offended by such restraint. A true spinach champion would have consumed the can, the label, and possibly the shopping cart in under ten. 😂🌊😵‍💫💜

      • orchidee

        Or.... 30 seconds of knitting by Ol' Tom, or 30 seconds of sabre wielding by Obi. What do these cryptic phrases mean? WCAT, of course!

      • 2781

        Did you kiss a toad?

        • Tristan Robert Lange

          🤣 No need to kiss a toad…

          I am the toad. 😂🌊😵‍💫💜

          Though I suppose that explains the dream machine, the trip to the sea, and the sudden urge to nap on a lily pad. 🐸 Anywho, thanks for the laugh, my friend! 🌊😵‍💫😂💜

          • 2781

            It sounded like a trip!

          • Teddy.15

            lol hey I almost went into a trance, very cool until the last line 🤣 what a wonderful poem and structure, making me work for my supper aren't you! 🌹

            • Tristan Robert Lange

              Teddy, mission accomplished! 😂

              I was hoping to lure a few people into a nice dreamy trance before yanking the rug out from under them with the bladder emergency. When nature calls, it’s seldom convenient! 🤣 Glad you stuck with it all the way to the end, my friend. 🌊😵‍💫😂💜

            • sorenbarrett

              Dreams can be confusing. I love the bends from the machine to the sea. Continual internal repetitive rhyme then the confusion of the right box and is it to be read first of after or just independent. Then there is the question of whether one has been asleep or not and is it a dream or hallucination. Well done Tristan

              • Tristan Robert Lange

                Soren, I think you nailed the central question: dream, hallucination, or neither? The answer is probably “yes.” 😂 I wanted the poem to drift through that uncertain territory where nothing is quite settled, right up until reality interrupts with a very practical concern. Always grateful for your thoughtful reads, my friend. 🌊😵‍💫😂💜

                • sorenbarrett

                  Most welcome my friend

                • arqios

                  Quick thoughts: Bed wetting will never be the same again; there's a niche for adult nappies business; age brings inconvenient toilet break timing; et al... and dreams are almost always interrupted. 🙏🕊️🌊🤣🚽🪠🧻🚾

                  • Tristan Robert Lange

                    Haha! Arqios, you’ve somehow turned a poem about dreams into a business plan. 😂 I can see the advertisement now: “For those sacred journeys that last longer than thirty seconds…” Thanks for the laugh, my friend. 🌊😵‍💫😂💜

                    • arqios

                      Most welcome, Tittu🤣🕊️🙏

                    • David Wakeling

                      I can relate to this.A light and sacred journey.An enjoyable read mi aamigo.

                      • Tristan Robert Lange

                        David, thank you, my friend! 😊 I was hoping it would feel a little sacred, a little surreal, and a little ridiculous all at the same time. Glad you enjoyed the journey, my friend. 🌊😵‍💫😂💜



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