
Sleepless on a mount—
Titanic terminal—
Row the boat; denied.
Engagement enterprise—
Seriously, no surprise—
Suck it up, butter in a cup.
Every movement is morose;
Damn! Alarm. I just laid down.
POET’S NOTE:
Part of the Wait. What?!? collection.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.




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