Samantha: Ride

The world has changed from yesterday,

it got transformed, 

it moved away,

it went astray,

it moved adrift

along a strident Doppler shift.

It bested me 

and went ahead.

I was too slow for it to wait.

It didn’t know it was my ride,

or felt my spurs 

dig in its side,

it missed my soft voice 

in its head,

it didn’t notice that I led.

It ran its course 

and fizzled out

and a new world came from behind

which overtook it while it laughed

and left it choking 

on its dust,

and I jumped on the better steer.

Yesterday’s gone 

but I’m still here.