chicken liver paté

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 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛
oh my f...
even god says, “hey!”,
we’re stuck with chicken livers
when you promised paté.
 
you glee out your convenience
like glissing in the glurinal of clout
for...jeez...shut the front door,
get outta here and stay the hell out!
 
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, June 27, 2026.
 
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  • Author: Tristan Robert Lange (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 27th, 2026 08:47
  • Comment from author about the poem: Part of the Wait. What?!? collection. Author's Aside: Being vegetarian does have its perks. 😂
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  • Users favorite of this poem: Friendship
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  • Friendship

    Well put. Your poem reflects a deep sense of frustration and disappointment with unmet expectations and superficiality in relationships or interactions. It juxtaposes the idea of high aspirations (symbolized by "paté") with the mundane or disappointing reality (represented by "chicken livers"). Your poem conveys a feeling of being trapped in a situation that feels insincere or unfulfilling. Well, your feelings are all over in this situation.🌹❤️I love chicken live and chicken pate married to a Jewish man; it's one of their main course in the holidays



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