Sushi
Blank walls,
white sheets
on plastic couches,
anonymous faces
naming me
by my first name,
as if they knew me,
as if they were friends.
Moments of silence.
Eyebrows raised,
as if a question
of life and death
could be framed
that way.
“Here are your choices …”
laid out like a menu
in a take out
restaurant.
I don’t speak Japanese.
The occasional photo.
The scrabbled script.
The impossible translation.
The unknown items
you choose
from the specialist’s menu
will label you for life …
… if you survive.
rogermoorepoet 
I have known dt sushi ia tasty dish n a symbol of ancient japaanees mythology.
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We have a new sushi restaurant in town and they are very good. I enjoy eating there.
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Dear roger moor !! Where is your sushi restaurant?i think-u r not japanese.
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I live in Canada and there are several sushi restaurants in my town.
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Nice place.dear roger moor.
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Very good wordings.now i have know about sushi,sir.
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Ďear sir !! What is d meaning of sushi.!
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Sushi is a Japanese dish. Here’s a link to a webpage giving its history. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sushi In the poem, it stands for choices not always understood, as sushi may not be understood by the purchaser or diner.
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Oh.i will dis web.wonderful sushi.
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Beautiful metaphor Roger..
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