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

can i trust you , no.

dear mom,

i

i decided to express
myself
myself
mysef

holy moses
what has become of this?

jesus, tell them … eac h of us .. ost
in these small portions
of love

keeep yourself alive

nobody

Like chickens with their heads cut off the blind, the myth makers, the hodge podge, run desperately looking for rotten seeds.

Rotten.