Oy lele, red wheel turn Oy lele, black road burn Come, little soul, come Come to the bus, come Rain in my eyes. Street gone mute. Then that red mouth rolled up on Route... No cab. No light. No name on the stop. Just a long red bus and the whole block stopped. Door went hiss. Then the night leaned in. Headlights blinked like a beast with a grin. She stepped down slow in a blood-red glaze. Small black horns and a village-girl gaze. Heel on the puddle. Tail in the steam. Pretty like a prayer. Wrong like a dream. She said, need a ride, with a half-soft hush. I said, hell no. Then she grabbed too much. Hands on the rail. Feet on the frame. Both boots spread wide but I slid all the same. Rain on my back. Red on my face. I pushed with my legs but she pulled with grace. No shout came out. No help came through. Only that smile and the hiss of the route. Suck You Bus. Suck You Bus. One hand pull and it swallows us. Suck You Bus. Suck You Bus. Red door shut and it drinks me up. Oy lele, don’t look back. Oy lele, don’t trust that hush. Pretty red devil with a dead calm touch. Once she picks you, you ride that Suck You Bus. Na-na, come inside Na-na, don’t be wise Na-na, no return Red wheel turn, turn, turn Up the steps. Down the throat. Chrome wet rails and a breathing smoke. Seats in rows like a watcher’s jaw. Every face in there had a little flaw. One old man with a paper grin. One small child with no warmth in skin. Cracked choir humming from the back left side. Like a wedding song drowned in a tunnel drive. Window showed me, but not quite right. My face went pale with another set of eyes. She kept walking. Never rushed, never missed. Like she knew my name before I had lips. Succubus. That word hit late when my knees turned dust. Not some cheap night flirt with a painted blush. Soul-thief woman with a transit pass. Midnight mouth in a steel red mass. She don’t want coins. She don’t want lust. She wants that fear when the red lights pulse. She sucks you in. Then the whole bus sings. And your heart beats thin with the rattling rings. Oy lele, bone and wire Oy lele, lung and fire Give, little soul, give Ride, little soul, live Aisle got long. Longer than law. Bus got bigger than what I saw. Glass got teeth in the corner light. Whole roof breathed in the fever night. I hit the window. City went black. Only her eyes and the red route back. Suck You Bus. Suck You Bus. That ain’t bad luck, that’s succubus. Suck You Bus. Suck You Bus. Pulled me in and it swallowed us. Oy lele, black road crush. Oy lele, red mouth hush. Kick all you want, boy, it ain’t enough. Once she picks you, you ride that Suck You Bus. Oy lele, red wheel gone Oy lele, night ride on If she says, need a ride... walk. Even if the sky breaks open. Walk.
