Red bus is a chariot for the dead.
In the red bus , man’s god makes

A speech about bodies, that they
Are like old clothes to be cast off .

Man’s god drives red chariot bus
To land of the dead ,old and new.

Man’s god opens a child’s mouth
With stars in it, to  dizzy mother.

There is no earth mud in a mouth
To get rebuked for, only star dust.

We have dust everywhere in  sky.
Body is dust and death a speech.

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