bad mood

you don't see
the mood coming.
that dark swing
towards grumpiness
where everything
is a pebble in
the shoe, a paper
cut or a bruise.
you don't see
exactly when it
arrives, but it
all adds up,
the daily drive,
the spilled milk,
the missed call
or call taken
that put you there.
it's a swift
cold storm you
are in, and it's
best to just
stay clear until
it passes.