Me and the Ghost

Across the room, I saw- A disembodied claw. Waking my mom is not possible. For some reason, the popcorn bowl is full. A haunted spirit. Who won’t quit. So watch the TV, even though it’s off. I laugh and start to cough. My mom never wakes up at dawn. But here I am, starting to yawn. Can a ghost- Make me some toast? The toaster dings. So I started to sing. She never liked being woken up early. She is tired and surly. I don’t think she saw the ghost. He hid in the corner, munching on toast. I fell back asleep, until noon. I sometimes miss flying to the moon. Mom, you don’t remember the ghost, do you? My mom worries, that is true. I look in the corner and see- Half eaten toast, it wasn’t me! I really wasn’t mine… My mom says- fine! I fell asleep again. Until the ghost awakens from within.