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I haven't made an entry in a while. Back when I had a paper journal it seemed like 90% of my entries were either about guilt over not having made an entry lately, or about my heat not working.

As I make this entry, my heat is not working.

The more things change, the more they stay the same.

Buck Owens died recentlyl, and Cap Weinberger died VERY recently. More haiku to write. Although I don't know if I will go to the next poetry reading to read it. I am going to be so damn busy.

I wrote a non-haiku poem recently. It's called "Counting Blessings".

Counting Blessings
The rust in the water
From the faucet in my kitchen sink
Is the same color
As blood
Would be
If it were in my urine
But fortunately
It is not

It's shamelessly derivative of William Carlos Williams, as most of my free verse tends to be. That's why I try to occasionally write some more formal poetry, so I can be shamelessly derivative of other people as well.