I dreamed I worked in a
Huge office building.
Everyone had their own
Desk, but nobody had
Anything to do. Shuffling
Through papers, going
Through drawers got old
After awhile. Things got
Pretty weird. Eventually,
I told myself I was
Dreaming and woke up.
Most days I would sit on
My front porch and watch
The world go by. One day a
Stray dog came in the yard
And sniffed around and
Eventually came closer to me.
Timidly it came up on the
Front porch and approached
Me to be petted, I assumed.
But when it saw a black glove
I wore on my hand, it quickly
jumped off the porch.
Wanting to make friends with
The dog, I showed him me
Taking off the black glove
And he came back to the
Porch and let me pet him.
Wordman of Alcatraz 