The walls are pink in Katie's world
Katie's like most other girls
but Katie
can’t come out to play
or
Katie isn’t here today
Katie's yellow Katie's blue
the lights are off in Katie's room
Katie’s
here and Katie’s there
Katie
could be anywhere
was she depressed did she seem sad
you hate to ask a mother that
she hasn’t called she hasn’t written
TV says that Katie’s missing
the river turns a blue eye brown
you hate to let a mother down
Katie’s here and Katie’s there
and red barrettes in Katie’s hair
the wind blows white on Katie’s bones
or branches drip on Katie’s clothes
rumors unconfirmed reports
dental records reservoirs
Katie’s purple Katie’s green
Katie would’ve been thirteen
the walls of Katie’s world are red
you hate to drag the riverbed
Katie’s name is everyplace
every sign has Katie’s face
in the woods that picked it clean
shallow grave or deep ravine
there beside the other girls
is all that's left
of Katie’s world.