Once bite by the writing bug,  
there is no cure.
The ink substance gets into bloodstream
causing one to be drawn to pen like magnet.

You could try ignoring its symptoms
where **** get expelled from darkness of night.
Or try to resist its temptations
as experiences of life mount
and
a strong drive develops
at any hour of night or day.
Resistance is futile and inevitable.

It's sting is known to cause bouts of dizziness,
pain and a fever from life if one hesitates too long.
And, once started time seems to stop.

Eventually it subsides to a dull pulsation of heart
but, it's always there to grab you until you purge a poem.
Throw up what you stored in your cells and mind
so peace can follow.

Doctor Star has spoken.

this semblance
to taste
hers was
great with
the package
of Delilah
here as
the spirit
level drawn
nigh and
caped him
again in
lew when
feet here
loose alas
to chide
an allay

A humming poet-bug bit me
It did not sting rather, tickle as words flowed.
They moved into heart where a pool filled.

The outcome...
I am a poet for evermore scribing,
as I swim in waters of verse.