Otis Blue (A Poem)

Sing it

Otis Blue

Oh now

C’mon and give it to me

Tonight

So I can cry

In my beer

Along with you

Otis Blue

And you

In that orange suit

That fits you so

Well

You can shake

It

And make it

Good for me

Cause I am

Chained and bound

Here and I cannot fly

Tonight

So let me soar

Along within your voice

Tonight

 Otis Blue

They call me

Ol Man Trouble

And we all know

Who you are

Mr. Pitiful

The Big O

Otis Blue

You are

That

So good for you

I’ll knock on wood

For you

I want to save your life

Tonight

Otis Blue

I will gladly

Take your seat

So you can hop

That bus instead

Otis Blue

To save your

Mantra of

Gotta Gotta Gotta

I will be there for you,

For your

Precious love now

Otis Blue

I’ll be number one

In the front row now

Charging the stage

With electricity and volts that would

Kill a mortal man

But you

Otis Blue

Are so far past that

Now

You are now a

Statue in the

Gateway Park

In Memphis

You are the ghost of

Lake Monona

The bright light of

Round Oak, Georgia

And here

Otis Blue

Is where you shine

The brightest

Right here in my

Tattered chest

Where you live to bring me

The glory of love

Stopping the

Pain in my heart

You may be a tramp

Otis Blue

(If Carla was right)

But you hand out

Those cigarettes and coffee

With such ease

That you make it look

So damned easy

Otis Blue

And you show

Everyone up

With your power

But you are humble

Otis Blue

You always were the

Shy man

In the middle of that

Spotlight

Otis Blue

You drive me wild

I will take your advice

And try a little

Tenderness

You’ve taught us

All

So very well

Otis Blue

Thank you for that