Sometimes just shooting blanks,
and never racking up a score.
Nothing left in the bare bank,
like nothing was there, before.
Looking out at a beautiful day,
Staring at a blank canvas,
While swearing blankety-blank,
So, if you're ever feeling blank,
Fill in the Blanks © Hoai H. Nguyen
When I started to write my poem today, my 1/25/18