the invite

the same person
who used to pester you
in high school a million
years ago, has found you,
and is now pestering you
again.
another high school
reunion is coming up.
he wants you to attend.
they come so quickly these
days. you try to think
if there is anyone you
still know from school.
not one name
comes to mind. what
would be said. hello.
how are you. I hate French
class. still.
this chicken is delicious.
not like that cafeteria
chicken. hey, do you
remember so and so, dead.
he's dead too?
oh that's too bad.
you click maybe on the invite.