The Fifth Deadly Sin
I am become Vesuvius, a molten
fury flows through me like a tsunami
of fire, consuming all in its path.
And you dare stray in this eruption’s course?
My sulphurous rage will suffocate you,
coalesce into an incendiary
labyrinth from which there is no recourse.
Minotaur of tephra, I will devour you
until there is nothing left of you, not heart,
nor liver, nor spleen, nor all-too-human soul.
Charred and wasted, lost in this pyroclastic
conflagration, your soul will cry out mercy -
And I will trample on it, scatter far
your ashes from the pyre that is Pompeii.