Albatross

 

Sailing the shifting geographies of the sky, I captain the wind.

Travelling with the ocean within my wings, I scan the churning seas,

defy its rearing cliffs, its bloated-bellied monsters; I fly beneath their 

drool-dripping teeth; all contained in my eyes, their heaving guts.

I soar, glide and swoop, pull the jewels from their pockets. 

On flattened wings I sweep from the edges of continents; 

pulling the tides in my wake; see the sun over the horizon and follow.