Needle beak life

 The mosquito pulsates
Upon my vein it saps me
each gulp a heartbeat
Before my hand lands to slap

The beast kicked off and fled
To find another body to get fed
Fat and dizzy it feels the airflow
flapping toward the open window

Shooting through the gap a tight squeeze
into humid unsteady pre-storm breeze
Carrying the blood gut on gritty wings it flaps
Through neighbor's airconditioner and wall gap

Needle beak life and buzzing bliss
Lands on unreachable flesh often missed
The lower scapular's pleasant flab
Feasting until it's body sags

Leaving that swollen mound of gratitude stinging
A free ticket to the new fever hemorrhagic dengue