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  Jan 23 thyreez-thy
Joseph Church
I never thought I’d leave my house and think "God what an awful place."

Drag my shattered body to the pub down the road I call the gaping black hole for debate.

You ask me once again “Why are you leaving?”
Then I tell you everything, but you won’t believe me

And I don’t know why

The landlord said it’s really nice.
But I should have told them no

In this part of town, you’ll see no products in the shops that you haven’t passed discarded on the floor.

Need to move or at least get out of the house, but on all my friends I’ve firmly closed the door.

They’d say, “Would you like to come to London Bridge it’s looking busy”?

“No, I’ll stay in E&C, watch a drunk set fire to a Mitsubishi”

You ask me once again “Why are you leaving?”

Then I tell you everything, but you won’t believe me

And I don’t know why

Lettings said it’s really nice.

But I should have told them no
  Jan 23 thyreez-thy
Joseph Church
Useless

Useless has a brand-new way of being defined
Look it up you’ll see my face all pale and bland
Glass nails in my pocket and a chocolate teacup in my hand
I’d like to sit with you, at least until the tears are gone
But my stiff British upbringing just tells me to put the kettle on

I stand there, put my head in my hands and open up my mouth
But all I do is crack a couple of bad jokes
The kind I’d use over a pint of lager with some Football blokes

Just a couple of bad jokes

The kind I’d use at a party I’ve attended on my own.

20 past eleven never seemed to feel so late
But an evening in stunned silence
Sets the clock to a deathbed heart rate
I stand there with half a cork in my hand
Hoping red will take the edge off and complement the bad

Then all I do is crack a couple of bad jokes
The kind I’d use over a pint of lager with some Football blokes

Just a couple of bad jokes

The kind I’d use at a party I’ve attended on my own.
I cherish how you make me feel,
I cherish how you always deal.

I cherish how you gaze at me,
I cherish how you think and see.

I cherish how you make me truly glad,
I cherish how you wipe away my feeling sad.

I cherish how you protect me with such care,
I cherish how, for me, you're always there. 🤍
By Menna Abd-Eldaiem
( Translator and Poetess )
Well wishes, to all who
   survived, another trip
     around the Sun.
Hope it was filled
    with, health, wealth  
        happiness, and fun!
And it continues, for You,
      and "Yours" in the
          "New One
              Just "Begun".
When "Inspired", he pinned
  His "Poems" to the poetry
    "Site".
Taking  "Much" pleasure,
   when unknown readers
     gave a "Like".
The "Vision" came,
      to him one "Night".
Telling him he,
      Would "Live" till
          He got it "Right".
He, "Still" had the
     " Need" but
          kept it "Lite".
The " Years" went by
    the "Body" experienced
       much "Blight".
Now, desperate he
  "Realized" his
       "Plight".
He was "Cursed"
     when he picked
        up a "Pen"
         and, "Started" to
               "Write".
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