Paul and Me

Brian Frances


On a quest in
The Impala
Heading west with the sun
Through the Flint Hills
Southern Kansas
Now the trip had begun

Zook was hit by
A tornado
Mr. Salmans would cry
Tire Mountain
Bovine Ocean
Heavy trucks passing by

In Tucumcari
Sky was starry
We slept on Route 66
World music
In the morning
Albuquerque was next

Juan Rodriguez
Helped us out with the tire
Lost past Gallup
On the reservation
One false map was conspired

Got to Chinle
No Ahehee