ROAR

ROAR

A Poem by John Cuttito

Imagine

livid voice,

immense sound.

Sing wet rhythm.

I speak myself and

leave my skin machine,

to live by your girl.

Her wicked murmur

has delicious music.

Remember thrill and

roar when summer

come through again.

We celebrated red night,

meager stone & garden soil.

Urged color from

blossoming sky.

Feel sea, teach not

stream but river.

Bring moon there

hold under vein prison.

We drink full of day and

ricochet across times orange cafe.

Think i matter, Never imagine

one love over heart.

Every boy wants her scent.

© 2008 John Cuttito


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John Cuttito
i dont know, you tell me?

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John Cuttito
John Cuttito

Buffalo, NY



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For the past 11 years of my 24 year old life i have been a practicing poet, that's not to say i wasn't a poet before that, i just didnt write it down. Like most people i am both confused and enlighte.. more..

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A Poem by John Cuttito


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A Poem by John Cuttito