A solo ghost does time

I seem to live in two worlds at on time
In one the normal rites of marriage  carry on
This present me’s a  solo ghost confined.

As a ghost, I do not feel resigned.
I remember when I was the married one.
I seem to live in two worlds at one time

Now my man  is reading out my rhymes
We laugh and murmur till the dinner’s done
In the glass, I watch that ghost confined.

I wonder if there’s any tool designed
To take away the ghost that’s catching on
Do I live in two worlds but one time?

Can I persuade the ghost she should resign
For am I not the real, the only one?
In the glass, I see a ghost confined.

See how that married woman seeks to con.
She is not a person, she is dumb.
I long to live in two worlds at one time.
This present me’s a  soloist arraigned