The soundless ring of the alarm,
The burnt toast, the broken elevator,
That unplanned tube strike
That made me curse loudly, forgetting
That trains are manned by people,
Not robots that live to serve me.
I could have written off technology
My brain knew to deal in numbers
And I could have assumed a coincidence.
But it was people, it’s always people,
And there was an inkling in my mind
Telling me the probabilities
Didn’t add up right, that maybe
That day was supposed to be something.
It was a day I was supposed to ignore,
But not the way I did. Not by shrugging
And borrowing the neighbour’s car,
Even though I hadn’t driven in so long.
I kept on trying to salvage it
Despite the heavy traffic,
Despite the impossibility to ever
Make my meetings on time. I tried
To contradict fate, with hands on the wheel
And the phone tucked in my shoulder.
I never saw it coming.
It was the day I was supposed to ignore,
To skip over, to opt out of.
And because I didn’t, I’ll spend
The rest of my life having
A day I’m desperately trying to forget.