Anxiety - 11 Poem by Richard Wlodarski
Anxiety - 11
Anxiety - 11
Man, I just washed my dirty hands!
Now I gotta touch the doorknob
To get out of this stinking washroom
Did they wash their hands after peeing?
Richard Wlodarski (c) 2026
Monday, July 13, 2026
Topic(s) of this poem: smelling,restroom,hands,door,anxiety,cleaning,touch
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Anxiety Series. This series is being posted alongside the parallel series, Anti-Anxiety. I'm just trying to stretch my imagination by keeping those creative juices flowing.
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