SPINNING YARNS

Wrangling cyclones

with a lasso

makes as much sense

as trying to stuff a genie

back into its bottle.

Rope just ain’t up to the task

of taming twisters.

That’s all there is to it.

Our think-in’s no different.

We can try to wind our way

into being some other way

than the way we actually are

but it never really works, does it?

Our thoughts are just more

tempest-like turnings.

Just different kinds of twisters, is all

made of the yarns we tell ourselves

that we get caught up in.

Better to just light out for the territories

bareback and embrace the big country

and the badlands and the storms

that are sure to weather us

one way or t’other.