Tiny Bits

My heart's smashed on the kitchen floor
My blood is splashed on our front door
My stomach's stranded on the roof
And in the bath swims my false tooth
My hands are poking out the sink
My legs are on the window ledge (on the brink)

My arms are in the flowerbed 
Look down the toilet - there's my head
My toes are scattered through the lounge
My fingers too are strewn around
My torso's on the patio
My soul's forever lost
I've broken into tiny bits