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Aminul Islam 

Sweat and thorns

1 point of sweat inside the poem

Thornless independent kiss on the lips

And the wings of the hyacinth flower are 

Yet that thirst for death is inherent

My primitive ~ skeleton and stigma

This world = in the gray materialism of science

Water in the mirage

Sleep inside the poem = a few capsules

Corridor drawn on prescription

Zhao-ban Belpata decorated noon patchwork

Hungry grass on sick streets also ...

A few pieces of stone imprisoned in the finger

The primordial sun of all pleasant intercourse is solitary

But all disbelief wants to fall on the body of the poem ...