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 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
going ahead without a plan
just to avoid the damn man—
you know who,
not the one serving flan—
i can feel the grog
walking through the fog
springing upon
marshmallow rocks,
a caramel breeze swirling by
oh dear!—oh my!
fudgey fishies in
a chocolatey phish-fudge sea,
must i ever leave this dream,
can we avoid the rift?
I’d rather drift—
the wolfman and his brother,
swimming along with my mother—
wait?—my mother? oh brother!
can I switch this for another?
Junta, please.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, June 13, 2026.
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- Comment from author about the poem: Part of The Art of Being collection. Nothing at all against flan 😋, but are you a Phan like me? 😅 Phish Food™ please?
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A slice of apple pie with vanilla ice cream also does nicely 👍🏻🙏🕊️😊
arqios, I love that your solution to marshmallow rocks, fudge fishies, and caramel breezes is simply adding pie à la mode to the menu. 🤣 That seems entirely reasonable given the circumstances. 🍫🐺🎸🙏
A fun read Tristan that bounces from here to there in a surreal sense of absurdity that keeps the attention. Well done my friend
Soren, thank you kindly, my friend. 😄 This one definitely refused to stay in a single lane. Once the dream got rolling, I just hung on and let it take me wherever it wanted to go. The band Phish may or may not verify the veracity of this account though! 🤣 🍫🐺🎸🙏
Always most welcome Tristan sometimes bumpy rides are the best
good write, made me hungry
Norman, thank you kindly, my friend. 😄 That seems to be a common side effect of extended exposure to caramel breezes and fudge fishies. No refunds will be issued for spontaneous snack cravings, however. 🤣 🍫🐺🎸🙏
much enjoyed my friend
Yes, the grog - or is it the glug?! The dreaded sound. lol.
Orchi, haha! 🤣 In these waters, my friend, I fear the line between grog and glug is perilously thin. One minute you're sipping, the next Popeyeus Glug Maximus Solus is swimming past the wolfman. 🍫🐺🎸🙏
Dear Tristan, this is a well-pronounced expressive statement reflecting good sense of humor and understanding of the life. A fave, my friend)
Cellinic, thank you kindly, my friend. 😄 I think humor often lets us sneak up on truths we'd otherwise walk right past. This one certainly wandered into absurd territory, for sure! 🤣 I truly appreciate the fave, dear friend. 🍫🐺🎸🙏
This is delightfully unhinged in the best way—like a sugar rush dream that keeps slipping its own logic.
Beneath the whimsy, there’s that quiet tug of wanting to stay lost in it, because waking up means facing whatever’s waiting outside the fog.
Thomas, thank you so much, my friend. 😄 I love your read on it. The poem absolutely runs on dream logic and refuses to explain itself, but there is that little tug underneath it all...the desire to keep drifting rather than wake up and deal with whatever the damn man has planned. Also, 😄 "Delightfully unhinged" may be the most accurate review this poem is ever going to receive. I'm honored. 🤣 🍫🐺🎸🙏
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