- Rose one morning
- and the spreadsheet sky
- opted to be clear and so I let it.
- Then just before my egg, a cloud
- somewhat substandard eked out of the azure
- while I still had only one leg in my trousers.
- Down on the street
- two men in hurries entered both sides of their Chevys.
- Answered, what if no tomorrows?
- Anything can happen
- when you drink spilled coffee from the saucer.
- Down at the Minit Mart a dog with four more legs
- had been bitten by a spider.
- Next week he’ll splash page five of The Enquirer.
- Out on the cloverleaf I circle.
- Additions multiplying in the subdivisions
Packingtown Review – Vol.9, Fall 2017
Charles Springer has degrees in anthropology and is an award-winning painter. A Pushcart Prize nominee, he is published in the Cincinnati Review, Edison Literary Review, Everest, Faultline, Forge, Gertrude, Heliotrope, Lumberyard, LUNGFULL!, Oak Bend Review, Stickman Review, Bird's Thumb, The Maynard, Spank the Carp, Blast Furnace, Passager, Rivet, and The Windsor Review among others. Charles writes from Pennsylvania.