Katherine Dian Westbrook aka Katie

She is the definition of grunge.

(See the 1st Urban Dictionary Definition)

You see her more down the street at the thrift store than in class.

She looks through the clothes with leopard spots to polka dots

You say that polka dots remind you of kindergarten

She says she looking for escape back to simpler times

You laugh but the look in her eyes say this is not a joke

You look away

She used to talk about the world as if everything thing was a possiblity

Said that everything was a result of When Parallel Lines Intertwine

You took her out across the darkness where the bomberjets fly

She told you along the way her Theory  on God

She said to you the cobra spit over apocalyptic cult killer cauldron smoke

You will sit dazed and confused

Her world makes no sense

She tells you she worships A Really Big Duck

You will nod and agree

She scolds you for biting back your words

She hates this type of Apartment Mentality

So you nod and agree again and she is angry but also confused

You laugh

She laughs

She tells you that  the world is going to crash

You say that we are all just Bleeding Hearts And Long Winged Birds

She will nod and agree

Who cares if they burn?

Not you and certainly not her

~

This is just a series on the the people in my class and the things about them I notice.

7/13

Author: Tyler Davis

"May I introduce Lover of cats, Junior of MSA, Consumer of Mac&Cheese, Challenger of Normalcy, Original Disney Channel Enthusiast, and the Poet and Author of 'Writer's Block', Tyler Renee"... This would be my intro if I was a character on Game of Thrones.

5 thoughts on “Katherine Dian Westbrook aka Katie”

  1. I love this one so much. You captured both the nature of Katie, and the nature of her poetry in one wrapped up piece and I think that’s incredibly cool. I always look forward to this series. Hopefully, you’ll be able to post them all before school ends. (This might be a stupid hope because I actually don’t know how many weeks there are in school left. There could be twelve or fifty and I wouldn’t know.) Regardless, keep it up:)

  2. This is rad, bud. Thank you for taking the tine to do this. Perfectly captures how strange I am, I think. Much love, bro.

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