Care

Care for something, for someone. It means you have hope.What happens to the plant left uncared for? The child? The relationship? They die. Care for something. Care for someone. It means you have hope.

The girl who wanders alone without a soul uterring the words I care, will slowly die. The sweet spring flowers being scorched by the sun without a drop of care, will die. The relationship laying loveless in bed without care, will die. Care for something. Care for someone. It means they have hope.

Do something. Say something. Be something. If you do and if I do. If we care just even the two of us. It means we all have hope.

~Alisa Hutton

One Last Time

one last time

One last time

The light of the candles flickering across your face in the dark

My vision trying to capture perfect little glimpses of your eyes

Life seemingly paused for our accidental euphoric tangle

No words, only our breathe clocking rhythm and time

The silence in the sound breeding a paced breathlessness

Tantalizingly poured over my lobe as your soft lips touch whispering elation

Wrapping ourselves in to one another with smooth passionate flow

Our merging skin mapping desire and ferocity

An overwhelming dance that screams to entwine our tentacles

Sweat dripping off of our bodies absorbed in to the tossed white cotton nest

Hearts pounding, pressing flesh, droplets of intensity

One last time

~Alisa Hutton

Misery

misery

Misery

Her face, grotesque melting wax in the sun, lifeless

Murdering kindness between her hollow bones until it drips darkness, lifeless

Eye sockets stuffed with dull pieces of coal, lifeless

Fateful inky coarse hair frames her scowl unto all thing beautiful, lifeless

Spitting out words of abuse like splintered rotten teeth, lifeless

A sticky noxious black tar oozes from her soul poisoning waters of purity, lifeless

Walking her malignant path of faultless disease, lifeless

Ask her why

She will look at you with dead eyes and in her silence show you

She is lifeless

Misery

~Alisa Hutton

The Rabbit Hole

Rabbit hole

Come join me won’t you, she said whilst peering out from the rabbit hole

Pay no mind to the ornery fox, she will be leaving soon

Please do have some of my fine wine for your pleasure while you wait

It is the spirit of indecision and tossed values

Words alone you should never trust, the drink I surmise will put you at ease

Intoxicated and blurry

She spiraled down the rabbit hole

~ Alisa Hutton