Obsession

I don't know when I first realize I was Yakari,
I must have been a shadow before her-
when I first discovered that I was this girl,
I did not know where to turn with all this new knowledge
but that moment wasn't nearly as glorious as the
one in which I discovered Yakari was mine.

like wow, look at me.
this hair was mine, those thighs, the lips
the hands. Everything was mine, mine and mine.
it was silly, I have never thought I owned anything.
from early on in my life I recall my mother saying that we come
into this world with nothing. but Yakari, God, I had found this girl
and I owned her. No one ever told me that. That she was mine.

One thing about ownership is that it makes you feel big,
and boy did I feel huge with this brand new girl of mine

Ever since then I grew obsessed with her.
I sit down and I look at her nails, if you want them longer
then stop eating them. I tell her. I yell at her like its my right,
because it is. Yakari is my whole and complete responsibility
not because they told me, but because I know.

Yakari is lovable, and wise, and stubborn
and stubborn, and stubborn, and stubborn,
and wise, and funny and funny and wise.

and mine.
and mine
and mine
and mine
and mine alone