Humming
by scotty b.
I cannot stand that humming!
Humming, not Hummers.
Although, I can't stand them either.
Pulsating and unnoticed.
Wao, Wao, Wao, Wao.
It's enough to make a sane man crazy.
Or at least a crazy man crazier.
His Pancakes Never Tasted So Good
by scotty b.
Mr. Lancing poured his heart out
like pancake batter into a frying pan.
Every day he came to the conclusion
that conclusions only lead to a new beginning.
Winning the hearts of his audience,
Losing the stitches to the pants he called life.
A television success, whose breath alone was golden.
Now old and tired, Mr. Lancing reflects on
a career full of dramatic and unheartfelt production.
Finally, these moments of comotion have blended
into a single moment of silence.
Quietly sewing away, over a well-deserved breakfast,
Mr. Lancing became the man he once was.