09/07/2026
V Dub
There was magic
in the sound
of the thing.
Nothing else like it
I’ve ever heard.
A sound of adventure,
never subtle at all.
Took us everywhere
we needed to be and
more places we didn’t.
Always the fun.
Didn’t have comfort,
the radio played.
It wasn’t the ride,
even destination.
About being able to
leave here behind,
checking out other.
Had no reverse,
the one we rode.
Pushed it out of
strange places.
Places were always
calling our names.
Any old car could
have taken us there.
Fast cars, flash cars,
pieces of junk.
Rode all them too.
But the sound from
that green Micro Bus,
a music of wonder, to
my ears every time.
black