Scattered Bits Poem by L C Vieira

scattered bits
and broken 'in-betweens'
perplex me.
I survey myself
from some higher plane,
assured that I am something more
than all these pieces
left for you to gather.

I sip my oolong
as if it holds some ancient secret
to transform me
past the parapets
of sirens -
those sinewy sorcerers
who raise up and tear down,
laughing at my foolish carelessness
as they devour
the little that remains.

(2012)