Etienne's day at the park

i'm having a Francophile

kind of day.

after penciling in

a thin black mustache,

i've put on

my black beret,

my black and white

striped jersey,

a guitar is

strapped to my back

and

i'm eating a baguette,

with escargot

and ghee.

i'm listening

to Jacques Brel

on my little red

transistor radio.

i've borrowed a small

poodle

from my friend Mitzi,

and i'm

down by the river

doing an impressionistic

rendering in oil

of people strolling by.

occasionally

i take a sip of pinot noir

from the bottle

by my side,

and say bonjour

with a smile

to lovers walking by.