Often I have these dreams
where I’ve done crazy things.
Last night I dreamed
I stole a fish form a coworker
right out of her office
in a fish bowl I brought to work.
And I hid the fishbowl in a closet
to sneak it out of the building
at an opportune moment
when she wouldn’t see
me swiping her fish.
When I work up alarmed,
that I I’d stolen a coworker’s fish,
a mini second later,
I realized I didn’t steal her fish
and that I hadn’t worked
in a year and never
worked in the office
or knew the woman
in my petty theft dream.
Bob Boyd