hands

So I don’t know anymore
what to do with my hands, realy
if I was a smoker I’d smoke
if I was a dancer I’d stand
at the door in the smoke
and dance freely
with the cigarette in my hand
no reason for
and if I was a killer I would
kill you with this hands, realy
and you’d be dead for good
and evermore.

autor: KRTEK
editor: Jan Voldán