He woke up in a massive bed.
He pushed off the covers and put his feet on marble floor.
It was dark in the room, with a red glow from the windowed wall.
He walked to the edge.
Below the room he saw a city of buildings lit by sunrise.
He saw the ground floor of the building held up by a cloud.
Every building looked like a crystal pillar, with beams of sun streaking into and out of each one.
"Heaven, I'm in Heaven," he thought.
"No," said the bartender.
Friday, May 11, 2007
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