Impure
—Mobaidul SagorImpure, unclean, my hands
Yearn to touch you— to touch you.
The intoxication of ganja—
The dizzying head,
The expansion of fantasies—
You made me addicted to it.
The wandering, the hermit flock of white herons,
The love of Adam and Eve in Eden Garden—
All these are divine.
You are even more divine than them.
I am impure...
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