Abel Alaw

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Crabs in Our Neighbors' Chests

The stars
that showered
towards Shell’s roof,
The swish of soda can
Opening, fused–
Together. Engulfing the silence,
stillness,
seclude,

And then, Explodes.

I gulped. And gulped.
And thought:
Were those stars
Great Suns, Or meteors?..

Is One’s Blood
the only wine
To another Ego’s–

Thirst.
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