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love is suicide
shaun hull
wake up
wonder what
well why did well why
should well why
why well
dismiss this denounce they
bring in souls not then there
then so if not then
oh, well…
what then, what
preach the gospel
words of wisdom play games
with them and with all again
evening’s soul lay dormant for time
then to reach and try to touch
well, we all reach
don’t they
we do…all do or do not
precipitation to the premise
one when one was two
must have been long ago
did one be one as is or even then
was one no more
than one
placate, dictate, reiterate, simulate
sweep up a bullet in the corner
touch in caress
think of life and, oh well
shelf-less ajar an unnamed friend
lover, production, wounds to tend
a wandering puncture
why, more no this then
this day to feel life is
well, it is and is not shall not be
faith, love, from now until
so weep, and weep from now
until then, and then,
and then again
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shaun hull has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of shaun's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of shaun's latest works: