The Peacock 1617

The first thing I see is the blood has disappeared from the rug. The next thing I know is that I am lying on the floor, where evidently I have been sleeping. And I am covered by a blanket, the same pale blue blanket my father used to wrap me in when I was a sleepy little boy. And there is a pillow under my head. i see a pair of bare feet and bluejeans. They belong to Carl who is watching me anxiously from the armchair. "are you alright?" "What happened to the blood?" "Blood?". "That Jesus was staining the carpet with. His own blood. From his hands. Feet." "You were having a dream." "What time is it?" "Quarter after six." "I guess I should go to bed...