Pieces

Tear open the box and
Toss the pieces on the table
A thousand parts scattered
And turned upside down
Carefully flip them right side up
One by one, piece by piece
But still the picture separated,
Broken parts of the whole
Hold the pieces up to the light
The edges have changed,
Morphed over time
But they still seem not to fit
Together quite right
The task to reassemble
Seems pointless, only
Picture perfect on the cover