Hands, Wrists, Teeth

hands, wrists, teeth

hands for shaking

wrists for breaking

teeth for faking

smiles

friends

gestures

we have constructed a façade

and like scouts, find comfort

in the badges of our void achievements

until, sooner or later,

we walk, foreigners,

in foreign lands

with dirty hands

wounded wrists

missing teeth

and realise that it was all

a pointless exercise

[GM]


21 / Hands, wrists, teeth (#escapril)