You do not know me
And you did not see
You were not there
When we drank from
The flask and I said
Those words I now regret

You were not there
When the sky was dying
A red evening sky
I was alone with the fire

I want to learn how to be human
I want the old teachers to show me
How to hunt the hunter
How to seek that which cannot be found


If you tell me
Who I am
I will give you my share of crumbs from
Maximillion's table
If you tell me
Who I am
I will write you a thousand poems
Without using that word "because" even once