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Best Poems From
JESSY LIZ
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By Her Rules
Hip bones slicing; razor sharp.
At this she hears her mother harp:
'No more weight are you to lose! '
And yet tighter still she draws her noose.
Never will she end this game,
For without it all it's not the same.
Ana is her place to hide,
And by her rules she will abide.
Jessy Liz
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Call Not On Me (free verse)
Call Not On Me
Call not unto me from your final resting place.
Don't ask me to take you away, or sing our lullaby.
We won't steal away this time.
No more candy hearts to tell our stories.
No more midnight remedies of fantasy and illusion.
I'll not take you as I go.
I'll not light a candle in your name.
Your prescence belittles me.
And I will not commend it at all.
I'll not trace your name another time, nor dream of your contour.
Or question your mind.
You are null to me.
And I shall not drive your shadow to be anything other than that which you are: a ghost on the edge of twilight.. sinking into the lines.. your contrast becoming nothing more than black on lie. Hollow and fading.. the distance creeps up.. and into the horizon your soul gives way.
Jessy Liz
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Chemistry of Catastrophe
What if I were the blood in your veins?
..Walking through you, pace by pace..
My steps, the speed of your heart..
..Reading every word gracing your body walls.
What then would I be?
A ghost haunting your subconscious.
Pulse.
By pulse.
Breath.
By precious breath.
And I'd take on every part of you.
Becoming what you are.
But then the timing is just right..
As change shifts through the autumn winds..
Turning through the breeze like a mind-
Blinded by streetlights,
Then silence.
And I am gone.
The chemistry of catastrophe.
Jessy Liz
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Circus Act
Where am I? And for God's sake what am I doing?
Constantly walking a tightrope..
I am bound one day to fall..
Waiting all the while..
For my final stage call..
'Ladies and gentlemen, '
I can hear them say..
'The greatest show to be seen today..
What this girl is about to show you..
Can be seen no other place..
Watch her walk this tightrope in beauty and with grace..
A thousand feet high she'll fool you all
She may slip, but never falls!
In this act, no room for err..
So open your eyes, if you dare..-'
Come on, they're all counting, too
To see if you will make the move
Should you break, they wouldn't wait-
And they'd no longer venerate..
Each step taken with deliberation
The outcome lost in anticipation.
Jessy Liz
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