Everyone is named Katie
with a crease in their nose
and a fist in their hand
Always ready to take on the world
I’ve missed them
with every shot I’ve taken
and shell I’ve launched
to break into their home and lay them to waste.
I’ll continue to wonder
what happened to the names of everyone else
for now Katie has taken over
and laid everyone I’ve known
We’ve lost the diversity and only
live among the same statues holding
a torch in their hand and a name tag
on their cardigan stating one name and 3 words.