Pompeii: Ad Finem

hearts beating

loud

shook up

the ground

mother earth

awoke

heated and enraged

sputtered her billow

of clouds

at the sky

it lingered

jupiter roared

as the darkness fell

o' caelestis

o' lucetius

i howled at the sky

where Dies Pater

has defeated

in the shrine

of apollo

i knelt

recited the verse

i wrote

as my last gratitude

for the gift

bestowed upon me

glory to the patron of poets

for he is worthy of many hymns

life flashed

before my eyes:

of the times i spent wisely

of the times i spent foolishly;

short yet worthwhile

i curled up

bore no regrets

as the death came

in pyroclastic flow.