Benihana
by Robyn Schelenz
trees go to benihana.
                        it’s the kind of place everyone must go once.
                        undersized shrimp are thrown into their leaves.
                        in fact, they replace the leaves.
                        intrigued and embarrassed
                        pinkish, the trees go away
                        down by the river
                        they drop them carefully.
                        watching them float off
                        they feel for them as broccoli.
                        hoping for the best
                        they believe they are seeds.
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