spring cleaning

on Saturday you
hear your neighbor's
vacuum
running across
her floors.
the smack of her
stiff broom
on the hardwood
steps.
she opens the windows
and reaches
out with
paper towels
wiping.
you get the feeling
that this is
nothing new with
her, that she's
done this many times
before
and watched her
mother do the same.
spring cleaning.
but there's something
else going
on. something
you are unsure of,
something more.