Make It Mine.

It was perfect
It burned and it burns still
By way of some elemental precision
(Or maybe it was the drugs)
Temporal obligation has yielded to this moment
An anchor in time that won't sweep away

The downhill slide
We'd all resigned to the night by then
You tried to push on
Because you're just like that

Your feet were bare
Because, damn it
You were grounded
I sometimes wonder if you feel the earth like I do

Your eyes were wild
Or just more open than they should have been
And your pupils were so trained on something
Not bewilderment, not panic
A need to know something
I don't know, it doesn't matter

Your eyes were wild and your chest was bare
That green hoodie that suited your bleach blonde hair
And the zipper lined your white flat chest
And your stomach
And the curve of the collar around your neck

Against your chest
It beat and beat
Banging on your heart
That polygon dice
That twenty-fold cast infused in fate
At perfect angles to the hoodie
And your chin
And your waist

Your chest was bare and your eyes were wild
And lining your cheekbones
And staining your stubble
Distorting the light off your two-week growth
Left, blue
Right, pink

Back, green
Hair, white

And I told you the next day
How beautiful it was
And far away it was

What have you done?
Why won't it leave me?
Maybe it will now that I've
Made it mine