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1 Aha poetry is not real poetry. I am not interested in That moment when I can go Aha! I get it now! This poem would be better off being Left unwritten Probably. But, you know, I am bored and bubbling Over with self-pity So with this poem I would like to either (1) elicit some Sympathy or (2) Make the world feel as bad as I currently do. This poem is Not a noble poem I am ashamed of this poem (by its end I will be even more ashamed), If this poem existed in Some other form than on this computer / I would advise it Be burnt. Maybe burn this computer? Today the meds just haven’t Worked I am dreading tonight I will go to the pharmacist and explain about waking At half three every morning And that I don’t want that again and ask If they can give me something I will go and see a film about depressed vampires YEAH from Dress Down Friday Behind, the whirring fan On the desk. The man speaks Unignorably Two striped shirts One white on red; one Red on white 1 And thanks to J. Tiplday who, to my knowledge, was the person who came up with the phrase ‘aha poetry’ 11