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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: December 31, 2012

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Submitted: December 31, 2012



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


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