In Flattering Heels Sonnet

And how it kept walking on water in a big
purple hat. Tire tracks along a muddy river
bank. A hundred empty bread baskets. Tug
boat or root canal. Wintergreen for real
gum chewers. Nylon kite string. Kosher
restaurants. The secret life of a sticker.
Small-time robes. Open toe shoes. In real
life? Well, natural disasters like bombs
for instance. On a train heading home from
a headache. The Dead Sea reading out aloud.
Hand cream ads. Green veneer posing as a
forest. More vacant lots than landfills.
Anything soft & expensive. An ice cream
soda called Hollywood Hills. A two-piece
swimsuit that later changes to a sofa. And
the high-brow intentions of a butterfly. But
keep in mind, I'm only noting written parts.
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Toronto, Hidden Behind Cattails

Nine times out of ten it's watery.

So you can be a marsh or an estuary. I'll be a harbor
if it's foggy. My brother is tall so he can be a long
river. Boiling water. A shiny new faucet. The drain
that always clogs-up. I often get the feeling that
everything is wet. Maybe that's why my laundry never
gets dry all the way. I once went sailing in Denmark
and the boat got stuck in the sea. All the water waved
good-bye and went away. So we poured our beer from the
cooler in and barely made it back to shore. Water is
important. They even named a dam after a President. Do
dikes have names too? Galoshes. An umbrella. Toronto,
hidden behind cattails. The murky liquid in a cattle
trough. Consider the amount of water in a hurricane.
In blood. In a houseboat. Last week I pretended I was
a pier with a carousel on it. I watched the white caps
all day while hanging out with the gulls. Then after
dark I spied on couples making-out. If truth be known
I'd settle for anything that has to do with water as
long as it's not a stainless-steel sink in the morgue.