People would say
“You look well”
People I hadn’t seen for months
Especially
And I admit
I did feel well
But inside I was being consumed
From the inside out
By an unseen evil
Krebs
The Germans call it
Which translates to crabs
In English it sounds so innocuous
Death by crabs
It claimed my father
His mother and grandmother
But crabs can’t kill can they?
No, but cancer can
The sign of the crab
