Cowboy Cornering

On the ramp from I90 to 787,

my hand out the window,

with Rush playing, I remembered

how you once called me a cowboy

for taking this same turn

with confidence and daring--

and I smiled, just then, and

pushed my right foot deeper,

enjoying the tires' sure grip

and the slight sideways force

as my orange car continued to

track firmly and truly.