Albatross

Bring me your suffering

In drones of your laborious torment

To carry your burdens

In parcels like cargo and millstone

Bear the weary load

Of albatrosses made of everyday ordeals

To unencumber you

Without impediment

As the agony of your living days

Persist the herculean task

Drowning beneath the surfaces

Like dead weight and shackles

To exert in rumbling murmurs

Like earthquakes

Made of sand