I was standing in the doorway that

led to the kitchens

at my high school

on a good day,

when teachers sent us to lunch on-time,

that’s where we may get in line

on bad days,

they let us out too late and we

wound up in

(and down and around)

the adjoining halls

I stood in the doorway

between

two lines of hungry kids shuffling in

as they passed

they did not look at me

but they grabbed a piece of me

and left

she plucked a finger

he swiped an ear

all of them were people I thought

I knew

they didn’t seem to notice

I was disappearing

maybe it was the lack of blood

I wasn’t upset

I didn’t feel a thing

–

This is the second dream I remember.