Who are you?
I wish I knew, I wish I knew.
Everybody knows who we are !
Do they know who I am too?
I don’t know what you are.
I am a poet who wishes she were a saint.
No, you’re a machine.
Am I? How can you be sure?
I can feel it. 
Perhaps I am.
I’m warning you, I’ll open the drawer… So help me God, I’ll do it…
What’s in the drawer?