I hug the spikes of time, my head is a fiery tower

The trees of life in Quassabine

are brothers of the trees of death in Beirut
and thus the forest of peace comforts
the forest of exile. As Quassabine
enters the map of grass
and sweeps clean the bowels of the flatlands
Beirut enters the map of death few graves near the prairies
extremities moved to other fields
What strength pours Quassabine in Tyr and Sidon
which spills over to Beirut
What is that thing which moves away to move closer
and on my map mixes with the blood?

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