run vs remember : Writing

my resting spot

my resting spot

A Poem by run vs remember


today, today is much like the day I was born. I discover that right here, I get no time to rest. this is no end at all but only a prelude to e..
eclipsed by your world

eclipsed by your world

A Poem by run vs remember


eclipsed by your world, I am safe. listening to your words, I'm in the right place. all trechery aside, humanity's fault dies, in your heart I w..
decresendo

decresendo

A by run vs remember


it falls off the tracks when the symphony ends. a match fire gone wrong, a song built to be strong, a friendship destroyed; all but lost in the no..
the paradise reversal

the paradise reversal

A Poem by run vs remember


warm, soothing water up to my ankles. the sun, and the bluest sky ever seen. vast in every direction. but every time I blink I'm sometime else. ..
reminicent time travel

reminicent time travel

A Poem by run vs remember


falling through time becomes as wearying as staying here, going at the normal pace, so I might as well go back to the past, to pretend to und..
fallacy

fallacy

A Poem by run vs remember


we, the seekers you, still our healer wandering in such a way that we think we know where we’re going but we’re just lost and wh..
welcome to the grand finale

welcome to the grand finale

A Poem by run vs remember


wecome to the end, the grand finale, the lights and action. it's the marvelous trainwreck, a picture of all we can remember, it's the curtain that..
reading people

reading people

A Poem by run vs remember


You match my demise With serious eyes and the sound of your voice, (like the tricks in your sleeve) Leaves all the rest of the world – to..
outside the kaleidoscope

outside the kaleidoscope

A Poem by run vs remember


it's hard to say; a fumbled mess. what happened? I could never guess. If only I'd known, three years in the making, that we'd look like this, I'd h..
mark my breath

mark my breath

A Poem by run vs remember


‘make it stand, make it last.’ the turntable spins over, empty. it’s an illusion. when you broke the news, a couple months ago..