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The Art of Not Being Good Enough [Update]

so i was going to finish this, (in fact i have the poems from my icloud pulled up now), but when i was looking for the preview i did, i noticed the title had been used before. by a few people at that. i even saw a youtube video where a girl had a poem by the same name.

normally i wouldn't give a damn... but considering the aforementioned alongside waiting so long, i just have a change of heart. at one point the idea to take a couple of the other joints and do chapbooks but mehhh... even thought about doing another E.V.O.L. joint, but when i found out that was used by Future, (even though i used it two years prior), i had a change of heart on that. last thing i want is someone going "i ain't reading that shit, he got that shit from Future, blah blah blah". & lord knows i don't make it a habit of trying to defend myself when i know i am right... esp with these all-knowing, self-righteous, teeny bopper, motherfuckers online.

something will be done with the poems though. may need to just get envelopes and try my luck at sending poems for lit' 'zines. knowing me there is no telling though. might fuck around make a pdf and just email it to two or three people whom i know was waiting on me to finish TAONBGE.

one thing for sure is i won't get allow myself to get frustrated and just post up a bunch of uncopyrighted shit. nor will i rush like i did on the last joint.

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[last night] before the ladies room incident & shit.

so, last night, was one of those rare moments i was out lurking at night, fairly sober.

i was on my way back from Durham and was hoping i could get hold of my comrade Trey. for one, i had shit i wanted to keep from stressing; two, this apple head motherfucker is hilarious to me. thankfully he didn't mind my company until he had to meet up with a friend in company who's birthday was due for celebration. 

we linked up at this spot called Mecca in downtown Raleigh, NC. i think i recall eating a long while back but don't remember what i had. my memory gets sketchy every five years on certain things. anywho, we went there one time before like a week prior for a brew and i dubbed it our Seinfeld dinner. after that we bullshitted and he took pictures per usual until he figured out moves. from there i just tagged along.

due to the fact i was dressed like i just finished my morning jog, donning some new balances x grey sweatpants x and a black Nirvana hoodie. the club they were waiting for had a line that was too long, which kinda worked out for me...because i got to witness shenanigans.

we fucked around and went to this arcade / bar called Level Up which tickled the fuck out my fancy. plus, they had the dopest ass bathroom i've ever seen. or at least in such a setting. we chilled in there a bit and it was cool. only downside was they need to fix the Galaga machine, that is my fucking love right that there. also noteworthy is where we met Trey's adorable ass little friend... i forgot her name but whatever. the other three fin addition to squad. sad squad consists of bf, two other cats and a young thundercat. they showed up a little after. this is also sadly where my battery decided to start giving up the ghost. this is part of the reason i couldn't get any footage other than a few snaps of Level Up. one of which is below where Trey was doing his damnest to get a decent score in Tetris. said footage is actually all left of that. well there's the blurry picture from Neptunes, where we went and ended after we left.

now we might have been elevenish or whatever went we walked down the steps leading to the sidewalk. we roll on up the street past a guy on the sidewalk with a cop, bust a left and then wham bitch! we broke off in that hoe seven deep, starring Trey and myself as the only melanin blessed. 

this little spot located downstairs was iight. there actually ended up being two arcade off in the cut. early on after someone brought beers, I took over at a TMNT classic. now aside from all the usual continuous banter you can expect from two brothas with five caucasians you can expect, there were mad jokes suck as Black Waldo. but seriously that really happen. Trey found black Waldo red cap and all. fucking awesome. if only i had weed. *sigh*

jumping a bunch of random break dancing and dry / air humping my battery life committed suicide. the bathroom for ladies was off to the right to where the circle of people watching and cheering.noticing i spot 2 blondes, drunk, one of which was real drunk, molesting Trey so that's kinda where shit went a bit left. i shoot my curious over and somehow fucking freed Trey but taking his place. this mf on the other hand off laughing and shit. now in these broads clutches i relax and start taking shit one slurred stride at a time. or at least i did the first few seconds and then i gave up trying to decipher drunk gibberish. there was shit that i could make out despite the noise & such, like "...bathroom...you can come, you're invited", to which i obliged. 

to be honest, nothing really happened. i personally don't get pressed for pussy, (which has nothing to do being horny. that shit happens indefinitely.), but it's not worth fucking a random bitch raw. there also was the problem while one girl was pissing, the other slid down the wall and desperately starting looking and fiendish for coke.  that was a major turn off right there. on the flipside the asshole personality was demanding "something" to happen. sadly all that ended up happening was i helped the one girl get some tissue for her puss. helped the super drunk one off the floor, fooled around with her a little, (totally ignoring the other girl by mistake), until the other one brought up the coke thing again and blocked the shit out me. nevertheless i stop wasting my time and continued on with the rest of the, by then, early morning.

which came to a close once the cab came and the girl of the hour wasn't wiggling out anymore. all in all i believe she had a good birthday, i damn sure found it entertaining.

 [Editor's Note: this post is a day late and shit so...yeah. hope you enjoyed it.] 

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txt.msg. (Final edit)

here's the final version, (with help from Kori Woo), of the previous poem I posted. I would have added it to what I was working on with The Art Of Not Being Good Enough but it didn't fit.

 forgive me

for being

forward

thinking about you on & off

constantly

but this tequila would

have my heart speak from the bottle

via 3AM

text messages.

reluctantly, slumber may rest your mortality.

truth

be told i

dare

you to entertain the dream:

someone such as myself

possesses the necessary

loyalty we all need, a proper

proportion of affection, slick

multipurpose tongue, objective

logical thinker not afraid to be

whom i am, whom i aim to be.

a lot to consider,

(i know), via

unread messages

from an unsaved number

by cult classic internet poet,

but rather than say "nay"

allow us to stay friends because

as long as my battery is alive,

i have somewhere to sit and roll up,

we can get on our square & connect 4,

you can have a therapy session.

from one mad max to mad magazine,

while passing thoughts like blunts

w/ cigarettes subsequently...

i'll babble in a while 1st chance you give me,

until you jump in.

pass the blunt, ('cause you burn just sitting there holding shit),

or i realise

i need to stfu. 

it'll be like it never happened,

and that will be that.

hmu later.

© 2016 Kendrick-Kamau Salaam El-Negasi

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NOTE TO SELF 4,023

I can't give up. Can't let this pressure make me fold...gotta get a hold my random depressive states. Just have to.

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