the art of kEith ::: 'E' on everything

riddled with enlightenment
blessed with joy
raptured of the highest

need love like a dinner lion
blood of which i adore

tastes of iron
of salt
smooth textures of skin

i am an artist
you (must come to terms)

jim jim
lawyer
root
i shed you like
the demon
of history
and time herself

wanton vulture don’t interrupt here

I LOVE YOU

how can i not?