Best Prepaid Poems

Somedays there are no

words to ward off grief

I really tried.Maybe

I got caught up maybe

I ignored the signs.

Sign's saying

"you needed a relief ".

Maybe I was reading...

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The story is told of a Maori King bold
Who dared cheat the Prince of Siam.
I’ll leave it to you to decide if its true.
But if...

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I wonder if I’m the only one
who smells the fetidness
of dead daylilies,
carrion that lies concealed
off the beaten path.
Could it be my preoccupation with death lately?
Reviewing...

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Veteran's Day
Tattered uniforms washed with borax and sunrays 
still house the bulging proud chests of older youth
Who uncompromisingly gave away their modeled freedom
For un-apathetic ideals...

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Here lies Timmy, who loved shows on TV.
Hear one right now being played.
They are not being piped in for free.
He had an eternity's worth prepaid.

Sept....

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All kinds of bills are piling up,
collectors keep on calling me...
making their threatening phone calls;
I would like to unplug the telephone wire
and have some peace...

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POCKETS TURN INSIDE OUT.LINT BALLS
FALL RIGHT OUT...A NIGHT OUT WITH
YOU IS WITH COUPONS AT MICKEY D'S.
ASKING THE CLERK TO SUPER SIZE A
TAKEOUT MEAL.

CHEAP SKATE:THE FLOWERS...

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The truth is dirty
The truth is real
You can switch it on
You can switch it off
On demand
Prepaid
Warts n all
Don't deny it 
Don't defy it
No no no
Grab...

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For four years my relationship survived
On collect phone calls
Around which I scheduled my life
And Saturday afternoon visits
Leave the house at 11am
For the long drive through...

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>For the umpteenth time I have received in the mail.  The post one not email a letter from a company informing me of my...

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Whilst in ones youth, I beg to question,
Why twice ten years sums darkly fossil,
If numbered twenty from conception,
Whilst in ones youth.

Immortal years, weaned blindly hostile,
Demanding...

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My umbilical scar is hollowed out
Now it's like a tiny wormhole on my belly 
Its a cherished remnant of the coil that nourished me into...

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I see seven point two billion lonely souls,

Like the black colour of the coal.

Pretending to walk together with other souls,

But I see seven point two...

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With the wasp women on her heels 
Thackray needed to cut a deal 
In order to keep enjoying sorority gourmet prepaid meals 
Taking a seat...

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We find Christ, not because He is lost, but because we are lost.
It's not that Christ keep changing positions that we don't find Him.
It's that...

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