National Poetry Month Day 14

National Poetry Month
Day 14
Poetry Beggar

Your mind has been spoiled
With the delicious words
Making you ask for more
Of my raw material core
In the delusional glory
You beg me to script
My story
Licking your lips
Dripping
A few more words
Teasing
Pleasing
Easing
In your veins
As you forget the pain
Love is so insane
Leaving you
Excited And exhausted
Dead and alive
While we survive
And surrender
It was last September
As I remember
Your mind is spoiled
Fertilized And soiled
You grow impatient
To my inked verbiage
Sniffing my spiritual sage
Hitting you from the back
Swallowing you in my gut
Spitting sentences
Maybe another paragraph
Pulling you in
Just to throw up your aftermath
Leaving you
Lost
But begging
For mercy
As I tattoo another verse
Wait
Shut up and write
Please Hurry
My words are plain
Simple and regular
You are greedy
Seemly needy
Pining like
A poetry beggar

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker