Peoms Composed in Training

"The world is in the glovebox,"
I postulate to my peer

His eyes were wide and bright
Expecting something wise

"Scratch that," I said
The glovebox is full of Starbucks napkins.

-Peter Brown 2013

"I murdered something beautiful!"
I shouted down the hall

The placid gaze from wife and child
Proved that they were confused

I killed a moth with pretty wings
I smashed it on the wall

It was only self defense,
For it flew up my nose!

-Peter Brown 2013

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