Dark Cloud by Mr. S

there are days
when everything I touch
will not, will not, will not
work

can’t connect to the Internet
can’t un-jam the copier
can’t refill the stapler
can’t get a pen to write

this is not fiction
this is a strange phenomena
this dark cloud that descends
upon me

I could get upset
but I know it will always pass
best to stay in bed all day
waiting for repair