I want to assure you
that the gentleman serving you
(very tall, very skinny, certainly handsome)
has VERY clean hands.
He washes them like clock-work,
every twenty minutes
with anti-bacterial soap
that promises to kill 99.9% of germs
but still that ain't enough for his
so to take care of that pesky .1%
he actually dips his hands in bleach.
the hands of a virgin,
the hands of a man that has not
suffered so much as a parking infraction.
And when his day is done
on that hot-ass bus
where you found him,
he retires to his dim lodging
in a neighborly neighborhood
just a few blocks down
and he power-washes himself