Stay hungry, stay free and do the best you can.

It feels like I have you here in my wardrobe with me.

You can be everywhere when you're like this,
distilled. But I can see you now, there you are

through gaps between strangers who smell
like my wardrobe; who create an intimacy

that could never really exist. But here I am
observing your face at a moment in your life relived

with everyone else. They see you like I do, I'm sure,
but perhaps they also see whatever else is going on

and that is where I have the edge,
alone, with you, in my wardrobe.