
i see you there—
sitting…
there…
no hello,
no smile
no “hey, it’s been awhile,”
yes, it’s me you just saw,
but don’t let that gnaw
at your heart—
you played your part—
yet God came through—
shocked?—
there’s nothing you can do
you can’t say hi to me,
but by grace, I’m moving
beyond you.
POET’S NOTE:
Part of The Rutted Road collection.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.




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