

POET’S NOTE:
Part of The Mind’s Maze collection.
For accessibility, the poem appears below in standard reading order.
Ashtray
Tristan Robert Lange
You think you know a life by the habits built in it, as if a life—let alone a soul—can be read like a laundry list of clean and dirty.
Those smokers, clearly trashy, no?
Alcoholics? Either party animals or self-loathing losers.
A person who exercises? Clearly disciplined.
Or are they?
We are all butts within a messy, funked up ashtray.
ANXIETY
FEAR FOMENTED
TOO MUCH
UNENDING GRIEF
DEPRESSION
FAILED MARRIAGE
TAUGHT TO HATE
JUDGED
SUCCESS OR DIE
PRETTY
BODY IMAGE ISSUES
ABUSED
ABANDONED
NO ONE CARES
POET’S NOTE:
Part of The Mind’s Maze collection.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
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