
i can hear you
there, near the
picture window
of your parents’
lake community house—
there, my soul,
by the picture window—
sofa-lined,
there i sat
eyes closed
open in a universe of
sacred sound—
Beethoven’s
moonlight masterpiece
brought to life
by you, there—
like my poetry
lampblack inked
into your walls—
goth rocked—
there, no more.
haunted, a miasmic
memory—
there
no
more—
just a black
eventless horizon
on the northern shore
of nevermore
POET’S NOTE:
Part of the Darklings collection.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.

Coming this Spooky Saturday,
on Halloween:
The grand finale of season two of
Devilishly Dreadful: Devil’s Alley; or,
The Last House on the Right
Saturday, October 31, 2026
Now Available
Tristan Robert Lange’s Annabel Lee
A little music to accompany today’s poetry: my new release, Annabel Lee, is out today! 🖤 Inspired by Edgar Allan Poe’s poem, this eight-and-a-half-minute tone poem is composed by me and performed by Appalachian Virtual Ensemble.
I’d love for you to give it a listen. Best news, though? It’s yours for free! Enjoy!
Now Available
Devilishly Dreadful: A Macabre Monday Series, Season 1 on Vinyl
Perfect spooky Halloween entertainment for age-appropriate family and friends. Recommended for ages 16+

© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.


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