so much

Опубликовано: 01 Июль 2024
на канале: Luis Cuevas
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So Much Poem

I just feel like its so much, a lot going on
Here, there, everywhere, its like it's on me
Full disease, full culpability, full responsibility for all that turning into nothing
Wrote a lot of poems about me falling for the women that make my coffee
Ufff, so much, all crumbling, all guzzling, all humming, me, big, gargutuan tummy I take in so much

Blank page depriving me of me.
I jotted beliefs, thoughts, pains, and suspicions.
My ego carried me well, but it's spilled and sunk decisions.
The margin is closing in,

I can't get a handle,
I can't seem to forgive.
Every slight remembered,
Every stare cast judgment

So much
So much
So much

Big noose, little trouble
I want to hang from you
Now not never
There is no desolate feeling under your moon,

So much you get lost in the stir
So much you get lost in the blur
So much you get lost in the work

Outside, construction crew, Insistent humming like a buzzsaw cracking my head open, I see you, makes me think,
If you were an image, black and white, whisking my matcha, I’d be Drowning in a picture
If you were a starlet, dressed for rehearsal, action to stardom, I’d be Arrested by a video
If you were literature, I'm a prisoner to your description, I'm falling in between the words that build you

I'll never, never, never know you
The negatives taken of you composed like a noose, nothing positive comes out of my truth
The last page of your book, the blues
The spinning end of your reel, some type of attention, some type of affection coming to an end

The pulling of my strings, by the mouth of your soul
The shaking of your lips, as they quiver to mine, the suspension of belief to believe that hope
The air between your movements, the kindness in your eyes, the feel of your skin, the chills from your touch,
Something I’ll never, never, never know

So much you get used to the crush
So much you get used to dust
So much

When I wake up, one by one the thoughts are falling in
The sunlight kills my room, slowly the rest of my day falling in
I couldn’t sleep last night, I kept failing, slowly, eyes sinking, sleep falling in
Every soft fall I have gets harder and harder

So Much
So Much
SO mUCH

I gave it all so much
Every way, every time,
So much

I'm crippled by your gaze
I'm swirling in my pain
Im spinning in my rage, breaking down, killing all my day

At least I got enough in me to run to you, 1 mile, 2 miles, 14 miles it don't matter
At least I got enough Left in me to get in line, March up to you
At least I got enough in the tank to give the big dream another shot, big shot, half court buzzer beater

So much