Escaping live by drunken Jamie Scott Palmer aka The Emptys Response

Friday, 27 March 2015


19 September 2014 at 07:08
Dawnings of new horizons
                                       were kept in the dark,
                                                                        like ergot fungal awakenings,
                                                                                                                       ..taking its toll, riding it outside-in.

This womb dulled us to bitter memories tasting buds honeysuckle the black hole nipple uncrippling the rusty corrosion implosion nasty.

Sheaths of bleeding hearts pulse false alarms set tick tock tick kick off

                                                                                                         the real one overdue
                                                                                                                                          ..true awakening.

The dust clouds have spoken.

A flea creeped, leapt, but never slept.   Insomnia.

Ammonia ether.

A Greed Deed writ in spilt blood of 21 Agendas.

Sustain, maintain ability in your mind beyond this/that consciousness frost melts to dew evaporation.


Uncreate a nation.

Uncreate sedation.

Uncreate creations.

Recreate deja vu newly.

The palace collapsed in cantabile dimuendo ritardando....

and finally you were unleashed,


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