Well I've heard enough of what happens
When the soul leaves the body.
Of the Afterlife.
Of Heaven.
And Hell.
And Purgatory.
And Reincarnation
And Abraham's Bosom.
And these are all good and well
But what about the rest of them?
The Pieces?
Where do they go?
Their body's in the ground
Or their ashes in the sea
But I mean the rest of them.
The pieces.
Their letters and to-do lists
And unfinished paintings.
Where do they go?
Those loose pieces rolling around in the day-to-day:
Their names on the roll call sheets
Their checked-out books from the library
Or their dentist appointments
And magazine subscriptions
Or birthd
