The Bastards, They Watch Down

these cloudy days are bastards
whispering 'wake up' from one mouth's window
holding captive a hint about the difference
between breakfast and bedtime--
daylight and twilight-- with another voice
they make a full shift of deducing
	...overtime to spell out the answer

after weeks they must enjoy the view
smiling secretly like
a bride behind her pale mask, leaving
people and poets to wonder just the same.