Poems of the Week

Hot Water

by Ruth S. Baker

“Naked Swedish police officer apprehends fugitive while visiting sauna”
—The Guardian

In a hunt for larger fauna,
Hunters choose protective dress
But when working in a sauna,
We believe that more is less.

Trails get hotter, trails get colder:
Steaming cops still stalk and prowl;
When we tap you on the shoulder,
You had best throw in the towel.