the visitor

wakened by the ghost again
she went through the closet
opened drawers
flipped through books
spotted my slacks on the floor
folded and put them on the chair
walked barefoot through the bedroom
humming gracefully to
the tune of Summertime
fed the goldfish
dusted plants and furniture
rearranged picture frames
turned the corner
undressed
took a peek
promised to join for breakfast
i stepped on the cold tile floor
looked into the tub water
she disappeared once again