Expression of Depression…by Robert M. Katzman
By Robert M. Katzman © 2/17/12
Staring out my kitchen window
Black coffee’s steam wafting ’round my
Sleepy coffee-colored eyes
I see the eastern sun rising
Shooting black shadows to the west
Silhouetting
A railroad crossing’s barriers
I hear birdsong
The same birdsong
Sometimes a red Cardinal flitting by
Always a couple and no more
Do their beating wings warm them?
Are they watching me, watching them?
I watch cars
Coming and going
Where are they going?
Where have they been?
What does it feel like
To have a reason
To move?
My hands flat on the table
Or wrapped around my warm cup
Drugstore clock’s battery
Keeping up the ticking
Waiting for what?
I don’t know
But something’s coming
I don’t want music
The sound an intrusion
The silence more companionable
No twittering small-talk
I wish I could feel something
Not early
Not late
Nothing
I concentrate on the blue
Networks of veins
Flowing down my hands
Raised up and meandering
Disappearing into my fingers
Likes rivers into the sea
Worker’s hands
Still vital
Wrinkles thick and flexible
Mostly flexible
Not yet parchment skin
But when the sun’s at a certain angle
I see fragility coming
No place I need to go
No one I want to call
Not lonely
Not bored
Suspended
Waiting for something
Worth waiting for
Sun’s straight up
Shadows at a standstill
Time balanced on its toes
Not east
Not west
Looking down on me
What am I expecting?
I want to read
Can’t concentrate
I want to eat
Too moored to bother
Energy stalled
Waiting for…
Well, I don’t know
Sun’s setting
Darkness scaring off the light
Fingers drumming on my table
Dull thumping filling the kitchen
Coffee’s long cold
Don’t want to remember
Don’t want to plan
I wish whatever’s coming
Would come
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Vol. One: A Savage Heart and Vol. Two: Fighting Words
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My books weigh almost 2 pounds each, with about 525 pages each and there are a total together of 79 stories and story/poems.
Robert M. Katzman
Don’t Go Quietly Press
PO Box 44287
Racine, Wis. 53404-9998 (262)752-3333, 8AM–7PM
Books cost $29.95 each, plus shipping
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I am also for hire if anyone wants me to read my work and answer questions in the Chicago/Milwaukee area. Schools should call me for quantity discounts for 30 or more books. Also: businesses, bookstores, private organizations or churches and so on.
My Fighting Words Publishing Co. four original books, published between 2004 and 2007 are now out-of-print. I still have some left and will periodically offer them for sale on my new website.