Askance

Looking backward and finding
myself being chased by tomorrow,
Unsettled realizations birthed
by this change of circumstance.

Always the tiger, never the doe
Tomorrow's hunter was I,
Grasping, grabbing, rending
Bloodbathed in a success pool.

Be I two steps slower or my
heart's fire cooled with time,
Tomorrow approaches earnestly, and
the world of prey numbers one more.

Caught, but not caught
Now content to wrestle with today
Focus no longer askance
Challenge enough, here and now.