the short short story

Words have a certain beauty about them. It doesn't take a three-hundred page novel or sixty stanza poem to convey that beauty. Using no more than a paragraph, one can conjure the same power as a book, and require the reader to use just as much, if not more, imagination.

This is not a new literary genre but it is relatively unknown. Most of these are original short short stories. Those that are not are credited otherwise. When I think of new ones I write them.

I've included a lot of poetry and songwriting as well, especially recently. I hope you enjoy it all.

parasite, a poem

You corpse in front of me
but Desire gives energy to your rotted nerves
but Imagination pumps through your leaking veins
my blood becomes your blood
I give you Life
   but only behind closed eyes
   only in the endless analysis
   only in the moments before sleep
I give you Life
You parasite
still only a corpse
but desire
   but energy dies
but imagination
   but veins empty
but
   only Illusion
I give you life
You unwilling parasite

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