the Empty Bowl

I found an empty bowl in the snow
and then I slid down the snowy bank
I have no one to blame or thank
As I was all alone.

I walked the streets after dark
Trying to shake the chill
Saw a man in a Fedora hat
He waved and called me ‘Bill.

Although that is not my name
I waved back & asked him where I was at
He said, this and that, pointing to a sign.

I took a closer look and saw it was I
That was In the pages of a book
As a character I myself had devised.

I’m not sure of the theme
As I was fast asleep and living my dream.