tornado love

the tornado lifts your house
into the sky.
the green black jazz
of wispy clouds,
warm and full
of circular
violent wind.
is this how it ends,
you think
staring out the window
as your ex wife
rides past
on her bike, your dog
in a basket
in the back.
there goes a horse,
a cow, a crate of chickens.
it's a lovely ride,
fast and furious
as it takes you
higher and higher,
the lighting crashes
beside you.
the funnel of darkness
sucking up
all that you hold dear.
it could be dream,
it could be real.
you lean on the window
sill
and see a friend flying
by, you grab her hand
and pull her in.
you make a drink,
a bite to eat,
you kiss and fall in love.
you wait it out, hoping
to land
in a better
neighborhood from you started.