Love Among Corpses

When we die the part of us that belongs to other people becomes an angel. This angel visits those who do not realize they are still mourning, stands at the threshold of their rooms and reminds them of the loss. And the part that of us that belongs to the universe - the spiritual part — flies to heaven and prepares to reincarnate. But the most personal part of us, the part that belongs to the self alone, stays in the ground and rots. While there may be no love among corpses, there is conversation. I've buried little microphones throughout this graveyard to get some indication of what the dead talk about.