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.
Every once in a while you
See them out on the streets.
The car is packed full of
People with goofball looks.
They hang their legs out of
The car windows and cruise
Around and around singing
Off-key songs to blaring
Music. It’s been said they
May have come from
Another planet–of Goofs.
I was just moved into another
Cell, whoops, room recently.
It is smaller, the air conditioner
Runs full blast all the time and
It is still hot. At least I got most
Of my books with me and a writing
Table. The room is too small
For for me to have a roommate.
I don’t have my own bathroom.
Things getting weird is the norm
Of the day.
Wordman of Alcatraz 