Future Ghosts

by Darren Francis

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1.
the alchemy of skin and broken glass the soft elation of rain on face husk moon stray stars content in their own debris scars so deep they touch the bone turning leaves rain-slick streets wood smoke the side effects of october
2.
another twilight put through the human thresher wine laughter the peaked meat of matter how many remain? how much longer? night pushes open the door leers and sharpens knives we run from sight across london fields you're holding your own hand not mine i down beer at the speed of starlight sirens but there's ever sirens epiphanies but there's ever epiphanies
3.
sometimes feel as if i passed out drunk at century's turn; woke up to be told through hungover glaze by a laughing puppet that it's 2015 that sudden flick of a switch; one moment 2000 light years from home the next pressed against the wall of a club beer-sodden and cigarette-rolling and the universe’s central spin dancing in a frock coat and with swaying bob before me
4.
day to day hour to hour second second all i do is circus - in my suffering who is the sufferer? it happens to me it afflicts me but i am stood aside; i look on; where am i in that? - i want to phone my employer say 'i can't come in today. why? don't you realise this world is a surreal ontological joke? a puppet show?' - i move so quickly from one assumed persona to the next i forget who i was underneath it all - i play this role of being real belong of place to be not don't isn't i play this role - the bust silk gnash the rust black weight red moon laugh and blade unfurl to the shorn singularity of night not star too far my teen dream sing the teeth that speak my curtain pricked to the shorn singularity of night where blood is word where meat bells grin where i stitch and pin pikaia puppet to the shorn singularity of night
5.
she is 1995 a ribbon a chime a dust cut mirror silver lined as star-tips mine my glass in berlin time
6.
night is collected in your room you breathe its rhythm dead lots moonsong taste of your lips these memories are no longer mine - you window-watch out there; trees brick lawn so still suburbia foxed under streetlight car beams you blade-dig for welcome blood - your skin tastes of tears of could have been of a life lived in the passenger seat - when the cosmic joker fucks with you he never fails to do so with style and a sense of irony - you finger-write your love in a bus window's steam the bus pulls into depot and all depart only your words remain until the next rain - that murmur you hear ever in the air and which you mistake for wind; the sound of the universe laughing at its own absurdity - 'when you're a kid your world is filled with magic' you say 'but as you grow older your soul dies from the inside out' - i have no difficulty picturing you on a beach alone undressing stepping into the waves and never turning back
7.
swept by fingers sing my should have been her taut her stray her season what wilds her that's where i want to be bind moon sine swift feral light where was she when i was for sale? - that page that tinct that nudge me to where's what i know wide between nine and what i do - come into my breath my name my no my lieu my lungs piscis-perfect grade my light field my occult vision
8.
london my lovesong that ever sings itself what are my needs? laptop sketch pad wheat field she curve nothing else a fret for plastic howl of grave-bright stars twin trees carve their velveteen gimme stub and soil peroxide time your chic eighteen hole shriek
9.
02:35
her mass her spin her point her pull her burn her fuse her spike her light her arc her surge her tide her turn is all her blood her salt her cell her bone her wave her word her grain her set her swoon her breath her rain her thorn is all her glass her rust her dust her chrome her tower down her smoke her steel her gloss her click her now her tight is all her ghost her drift her fossil wild her faery fade her grievous light her meat her fold her dear remains is all
10.
02:41
epiphany come epiphany go i slap them against the window see which crack first glass or dream see how solid each render reckons itself - by avebury stone i drink myself blank strand of all season bleeding through for solstice sun for ancestor stain for history come i drink - sink your bone your mother memory either go away or go all the way bring the sun miss speed miss delic second of no still of yes in motion - it's only human pain it's just the stink of love cygnusolar stolen sun shine motherfucker shine
11.
mind on fire a lattice of light a seething blank not that not this not then I point to point to teeming nowhere no mine no lock no reason seed nihil nil in mire of even black stars have their season
12.
black dogs and mental pills seasons in the sun pentagram a gift of me a zero on my tongue silbury have a light for me? got took away my moon sea and tree are me i know i quit that split too soon
13.
ma matter give me moonmilk hollow hill faer melody are no gods left to hear me? is pick and pit all mere remain? is upturned grove all wait you? - hack pen bled sound strip moon curves weight drips word drops field grass rent bass tripped your slight spent breath uncount dead stars - there is only rap tap rap racket of ineffable knocking on your inoculated ear
14.
all matter is bones of dead demons every time has already happened all deed she do is echo; aftershock we are just passing through - no breath of god but us we kiss against sidereal couple in space of reason which asterism shape we? what starllit stitch through black grass? - i don't miss her i miss myself the once i was she made me slippery heat of memory electric din of what we were we feathered ghosts how we moved what binary spin gave we - set to side turned to drift in search of her constellation sheared night torn breath taut hands blush skin no further words are wanted

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All tracks created in the last two weeks of May 2015 and mixed in Avebury, Wilts, summer solstice 2015.

Text, voice: Darren Francis

Music: Darren Francis / Logos

The Side-Effects Of October incorporates elements of the Logos tracks Anodyne and Bipolar Binary.

4581 Asclepius incorporates elements of the Logos track Anhedoniac.

Wake Up Bad Guy incorporates elements of the Logos tracks deepblue2519 and [ # ].

The Puppet Has No Master incorporates elements of the Logos track Bipolar Binary.

1995 [The Empire Never Ended] incorporates elements of the Logos tracks Hypogirl and Deep Time.

The Movements Of All Mankind incorporates elements of the Logos tracks Friends and Bipolar Binary (Solstice Prologue mix by Jason Oliver).

Dreamers With Folded Wings incorporates elements of the Logos tracks Tesseract and .Sunday To Tuesday [No One Calls].

At The Speed Of Film incorporates elements of the Logos track Angelhair.

Her Is All incorporates elements of the Logos track Dreamer.

Cygnusolar incorporates elements of the Logos track db00215.

Black Stars Will Have Their Season incorporates elements of the Logos tracks Fire In The Mind and Hypoboy.

Where We Circle incorporates elements of the Logos track Unified Field Object.

K & I [Panthalassa Shoreline] incorporates elements of the Logos tracks Sidereal and Shamania.

Please see my website darrenfrancis.co.uk for further information about this album.

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released July 23, 2015

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Darren Francis London, UK

Writer and musician. Alice Dee, All Things Left On Earth, Belong, Left At The Luna Mansion, Open The Dog, Uforia, Future Ghosts, Skin, God Thing, Spell, Logos.

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