twisters

unnamed, why name
them, what point is that,
are those
who can't get out of their own way.
every day
a three act play,
a drama,
a soap opera, full of mistakes,
roads taken,
regret, missteps.
they are twisters tossing
the debris of
their life around,
wanting you to listen,
to sympathize, to help
them fix
things, help them get
their feet
back on the ground. you
can only indulge
so much
before you too are
caught up
in the wind.