by Charles Troob

Look darling a lava pizza
bubbling and overflowing
a change from pepperoni
and heartburn

Nero’s bad press was earned
but we all do regrettable things
and Nero smelled nice
when he wanted to

though maybe I’m thinking of Marcus Aurelius
or Nebuchadnezzar
I’m not good with names

the pizza is ready
peel away the magma
and plunge in with me

Pizza and a volcano crater–once you associate them in your mind, it’s hard to unsee.  I have fond memories of a study group on Ferrante’s Neapolitan novels, but the real inspiration is probably “That’s amore.”