Texas Panhandle table lands, as flat as johnnycake
Staked plains to guide the conquistadors
A wisecracker took a stake
Leading a horseback traveler to pass the waters
A playa saucer filled with sweet liquid
To refresh horse and rider
Seeking gold, yet blinded
The traveler rattles on in thirst; a mere babbler
Of stories too grand to tell
Voice crusted with dusty soil
Lost companion of sweet lavender
Never again to remove her garter
She withered without his touch, his aura, his tenor
He wandered aimlessly ever near
In the Texas Panhandle.
