Directly

another human’s art affects directly---it drills down into the core, lifts up from inside, inspires behind the eyes, burns away the tears, creates tears of smiles when a deadness & a numbness was though to be all that remained, stirs up a group of angry folks into compassion, riles up the stagnant & supposed hopeless into fury, relates one to another, stops time to involve only sentiment & experience in memory, communicates where nothing else shed understanding, gives a soundtrack when imprisoned--- a resistance of the heart that can defeat all those who did the locking up, sings each of us into that final deep sleep when the flat line finally arrives & ushers in the next generation accidentally, like a spark from a friction fire stick burrowing into the tinder.