He went to work fourteen fathoms down, where the sea-women sing. He purchased groceries from a store sitting in the shadow of pyramids. He caught the train home through rivers of lava splashed by bright meteorites. He watched TV on a screen made from the skins of chameleons, ate a meal of gold and diamonds. He went to bed in a mountain of fur harvested from extinct animals. And as he slept he dreamt of reading the paper while drinking coffee and talking to the woman he loved, and outside the window a bird sang its song to the sky.