Howard
My mind began to wander in the nether-world, ethereal world of Howard, who was never one to spell someone’s name or place right. In short time I was dozing, flying off the planet in a plume of dust, in my wrought iron bed, captured between sleep and reality. I think even Poe would have been mystified. After all his world consisted of cats and earthly tombs.
This wandering was cerebral (in my mind)... I knew I was still where I was when I went to sleep. But then I sailed down and I awoke in a dream and Howard stood in front of the dark chasm... looming before two granite pillars. He beckoned me towards him.
I got off my wrought iron bed and was embarrassed by the crowd who strangely did not seem to notice me, though I was naked. I walked toward that haunted face. As I walked, I notice the cars. All were lined up in front of a large granite edifice...people in black were congregating, in front.....
Then Howard again beckoned me with his hand. "Welcome to Providence, he said".
I think I started to wet myself but he said, "don’t worry, no one can see you." I asked him where he was going and he said, "I’m already there. "I’m in Celephais, I’m in Heaven.
I waved goodbye and walked out of the granite building. I was naked and wanted just to go back to my bed. As I walked I noticed the license palates, 1937. I climbed into my wrought iron bed and looked back one last time through of the doorways of the mausoleum.
Then I watched Howard ascend into the heavens on his way across the Naraxa in his own bed of beautiful mahogany, with beautiful satin pillows, into the City of Celephais and beyond, and into history.
