Roadtrippin’
Our glampervan is called
The Goat.
No, I am not going to explain it.
Just the name is a nod
To Us.
My beautiful man
Who grew his white beard
And can now run his whole hand through his bangs.
A viking who loves vikings.
Skol on, Bobby.
I can sit in the very back
Ignore the death-defying curves
With a backdrop of air
Please hug that rock wall tight
Be the goat, my love.
Easy. slow. whispering fuck ‘em.
And do not worry
I’m just back here bouncing off
The rims of my summer mind
A gypsy in her
Multi-colored caravan
Of two.
~ Isa Glade
