Miffed Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Miffed I let trivia visit when I sit in quietness.
And the suddenness of it just ticks me off,
Sometimes.
When those 'sometimes' come along,
And my mind seems to drift away.
To quickly return to focus,
On an overheard argument.
Or something trivialized,
Trying to monopolize the atmosphere...
With a momentary fling that brings attention,
To someone's need to express their stupidity.
And the peace I thought I had splits...
For what seems like ten or more minutes,
That enforces me to get miffed!
As trivia visits with nonsense and at my expense,
Unintended.