Morning Musings #2 ... FAME

So ... Camae and I will have at least a week's worth of poems. And no, I won't always tell you who wrote what ... but I thought this formatting was cute ... AND ... I was really interested in how differently fame manifests itself as an entity or idea within our lives. Clearly we know Camae as Super, meaning we know she's always on her grind. And you know AUTHENTIC keeps my hustle hard. I'm sure we both crave the infamy because ... well ... that's what "they" and "us," "we" and "i" have decided signifies success, correct? But maybe not ... maybe what's most important is the way the success makes us feel ... or not feel ... or maybe im just rambling. enjoy.

VIA the Book of Faces ...

Between Camae Dennis and You

Carrie Y. T. Kholi

Today at 12:06am

Go.

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Camae Dennis

Today at 2:00am

(soo yeah no spell check on fb...)

For as long as i can remeber.
I've had worms.
Deep inside my intestines.
Gutting out my insides.
Its only a matter of time now.
before sweet hymms and
Grandmama's cries
make me
the Mos Def
in the room.
Bigger and Deffer
than ever

Carrie Y. T. Kholi

Today at 10:20am

More clever than you
and
or I ever imagined.
Growing out of myself
is this
excellence that eats.
Future gilded with fear and longing.
An inability to be appeased unless pleasing.

I like the power.

I can

Stargaze from a distance.
See myself
through you.
Smell your anticipation thick like
love.
Heavy as my own
guilt knowing or oft
feeling the more I owe.

Scream my name lover.
I've been long preparing for this screw.
I'm coming-
Pouring my dreams as offering
unto your feet-
leaking long after the vessel is empty.


muah! have a good day love ... meanwhile ... i think i sorta changed the tone of the poem.


soooo ... if u really need to read it uninterrupted .. go HERE: SUPER HELP!