Life Within Parenthesis Poem by Yusuf Banna

not that I don't remember
I concur with the memory upto nostalgia,
and wanna say as such in the way
I want to…

here's what and why and how it starts-
there was a funny feeling
emasculating my faith- I just needed to fill a 'why' and my world was suddenly upside down with myriad of questions I wanted to ask
and seek thy answers by myself,
nausea and euthanasia-
I feel'em both at the same time
as my oeuvre precedes my limit-
It is psychedelic, and no, I ain't on acid,
or any HX as such- am just high-
up high-flew or fumed up straight
thinking why and when and who-
divided in between the two-
Apollo and Dionysus-
I evolve from my astral body into nothing-
I feels like death, like I know her at last,
and when dying, I think, whom did
I fucked up first? -myself or my life?

(22nd December,2018, Dokhin Hawa, Apt 5a, Dhaka)