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EXTRACTS FROM ESTABLISED AND WRITTEN WORKS IN PROGRESS AND LYRICAL WRITING
Extract - THE REMOTE.
Taken from forthcoming book:'Lyrical Existential Writings.'
A collection of lyrics and words by Darren Purvis.
The Remote - an existential monologue about societal entrapment and a being in obligation by Darren Purvis.
Everything appears as it is meant to fade everything changes shape.
In The Remote there is no more rain, I want to rest and I want to escape but the external is pending upon my every movement, following.
If I can sit and forget then there is nothing to influence, but I remember the words, everything appears. If I can distract the external I will have some relief, but them I remember the words; as it is meant to fade. If I can keep still long enough I can remain undetected then there is nothing and everything passes away and I feel unattached; I remember the words everything changes shape, everything changes.
What was once wind has become strands of a thin breeze lightly passing. The breeze is to too weak to create an impact yet strong enough to carry the dust which has taken the place of the air. This dust is soft in texture it blankets the ground and closes in on the throat; drying the land the sea and our skin. The day has become night, it is the darkness that never leaves.
From moment to moment a searchlight will break in the distance, the senses are shuddered and disturbed. The atmosphere is differing shades of a blackness and grey, a magnificent hovering cloud illuminates everything but never leaks. It has an essence that is fixed as I remain a being in waiting, a being in obligation and a being in transience. Always stooped within the immediate arena of my world, surrounded by the ever present horizon. I am always within the framework of becoming, foreclosing on myself, phasing and aligning myself with everyday expectation and everyday obligations.
LYRICAL EXISTENTIAL WRITINGS
Preview
THE SWORD
I found me in darkness
In darkness my lord
I find I am helpless
I never asked for your sword.
I know there is danger
And danger will be
Through shadows and wandering
I don’t ask for company
Why don’t you see the beauty in me,
why don’t you see the beauty in me
I travelling lonesome
All day through to night
I learn how to follow
My own guiding light.
I know you are near me
But never do you glow
The landscape it changes
I outgrow all I know
Why don’t you see the beauty in me
Why don’t you see the beauty in me
The air is my constant
Prideful soul it does breathe
When everything absent
Balance all that I need
These desolate journeys
When wading through wars
My silence is comfort
Still no sign of your sword.
Why don’t you see the beauty in me
Why don’t you believe in all I can be.
I found me in darkness, In darkness my lord
I no longer feel helpless
I never asked for your sword.
D.Purvis.
ROOMS OF MY CHURCH
There is an ache of otherness In the rooms of my church
A hunger tuned hollow through deficiency and thirst.
The day will exit without purpose; you watch dusk drown at birth
There is an ache of otherness in the rooms of my church.
The air whispers for movement in the rooms of my church
The silence is heavy waiting to be heard
Threads of guilty confession waiting for expression
The air whispers for movement in the rooms of my church.
The floorboards are splintered in the rooms of my church
I bury my fortunes into the arms of the earth
I bury trinkets, a lullaby a trojan horse of poison wine
The floor boards are splintered in the rooms of my church
There is a resurrection in the rooms of my church
A light through every window, this light speckled with dirt.
I am nameless, redrawn, without history without form
There is a resurrection in the rooms of my church, there is a resurrection in the rooms of my church.
D.Purvis.
DELIVERANCE
We don't need to speak now,
We can be without words.
We can find what needs to be heard,
with silence.
I am silence,
I am indifference.
I am defiance,
I crave deliverance.
We weep together now,
we weep aload.
We can find,
what needs to be found,
with silence.
I am silence
I am indifference
I am defiance
I crave deliverance.
I can survive,
I will climb to find...
Deliverance.
I can survive.
Look in your eyes to find...
Delieverance
Look in your eyes to find...
Deliverance.
D.Purvis
TOO LONG IN THIS LIGHT
Come the fever
Come the plague
The matrimony of slave and chain
Come the end skin will shed
Come the wine and come the bread
Come the fire come the penance
Come the release from a seasonal sentence
Come the heart Come the key
Come the shoulder come the tears
Come the flow come the stem
Come the torrents of excess
Come the spirit come the seed
Come the chill and come the breeze
That will blow the cinders of change
Along the road of new discovery
Come the flesh come the scars
Come the blood and breath of ours.
Come the shotgun come the wire
Come the din in the fading hour
Of the gun and the sun
Explodes into a million splints
Of gold that is sold
by the spiv sporting a jester grin
Come the assassination of free will
Come laws the restrictions of steel
Come the friend in need, the friend the thief
Come the hypocrites and the sly
Come the principles that are sacrificed.
Come the chill and come the breeze
That will blow the cinders of change
Along the road of new discovery
Come the flesh come the scars
Come the blood and breath of ours.
There is a journey deep in me
It begins with the crashing sea
The sun has gone
I have been here for too long,
There is a journey deep in me.
The darkest night walks by my side.
Dragging shadows, haunted following behind.
The sun has gone, I have been here for too long
There is a journey deep in me,
It begins with the crashing sea.
D.Purvis.