I heard the crowds
as the grandstand flew by my right heel.
My spur slid into her auburn side.
And damned if that rail didn’t smile even wider,
so wide I couldn’t get over it,
so low I couldn’t get under it,
Never could carry a tune.
Her ears flattened to her head catching my song,
snorting it through her nostrils.
Ran so fast I could hear the wind singing
Music, the song of the sirens in my ears,…