
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
“BEAR THE WEARY LOAD OF ALBATROSSES MADE OF EVERYDAY ORDEALS”
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