Blue

It’s in your soul
Until it gets in your skin
And when it gets in your skin,
Then you try everything in you
To pull from it
Like glue that’s stuck to you,
And when you’re stuck like that
That’s it!
The voice of the past
Seems to stay with you
Until the noise quickly leaves.
Blue—-
Not just a song 
A state of mind
A spoken word artist dream
And rappers delight.

Hurry back home
So you catch it once more!

Nov. 2005