LIVING SPACE

 Here's an interesting guest feature by Kofi Acquah, a prolific poet and spoken word artist.  Enjoy! πŸ˜‰πŸ˜πŸ˜



Not until the fire burns a dead body into ashes,

 shall darkness lay the bed of captured souls

The past hour rippled urines of empty life in crippled circles and kingdoms_ this minute is emptying the streams of sweat on the cheeks of yesterday

 Jump into the skies of ascending smoke with the smock and  inhale a mixed universe of unseen whispers of the old.
 Fan the set fire of woods with your mouth_and the eyes will teach the tear duct how to: shed tears, become red 
and strengthen the heart in the oval shaped tunnel of life.

 The lantern is here— so see the stealers run at night in somersaulting feelings.

 See the king beckoning through the smoke. 

Kofi Acquah ©
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