How are we to know
If our lover has been true?
The sun comes up and says
See what you can do.
A shrieking bird in the darkness says sing—
Then listen to how he sings to you.
Why is the bird in darkness?
Because the sun is late.
How are we to know
When love turns to hate?
When the earth, this ball of fur
Rotates in space, and resembles her?
The actions of the orbs—can they be understood?
How is the moon good?
What does the moon do when I sleep?
Does she think of me? And weep?
