We’ve all been learning how to wash our hands:
the 20-second song; the case for soap
instead of sanitizers. Lately hope
and science urge what common sense commands.
Like mask design, we’re noticing details:
the drying-out effect of alcohol;
the mousse- and bar-made lather, and the small
emergent eczema from rinsing fails.
Such make me wonder why we treat the backs
and palms alike? Their uses are distinct.
My fingers grasp. They’re seldom interlinked.
My palms are well – the dorsal side has cracks.
My hands are clean, especially inside.
The posters may be over-simplified.