

Ear
pod
private
by the lake
the man with his dog
not a rustic ballerino
a regular guy with a Kerry Blue terrier
he was break-dancing on grass soundlessly hip-hopping his dog listlessly watching ducks
we were strangers in a landscape spotlit by sunlight
I thought: l'après-midi d'un faune
we grinned as we met
nothing said
just shared
fist
bumps

