Tribute To The Ancient Mariner

We had devoured the albatross

boiled its bones down after splitting them and sucking clean the marrow

Some men received nothing

Those thrown a bone still starved yet felt the guilt of being the few with a taste of fowl

When the boat began to rock and fill with seawater

When the first large tentacle, pale, suckered, and tuberous

thrashed it way over the side of the ship

crushing one man and knocking two more overboard to drown

I knew I’d soon see the afterlife without even a tale of piercing it’s eye with my saber

Or prying myself free of its parrot like beak

Still my fate is not worthy of an appeal when I reach the burning pits of hell for sentencing

After all

We had devoured the albatross

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