gloves

Album:Strange House

The Horrors-Gloves

Today I found a baby’s glove

Lying on the drainage board so still

Yesterday a leather glove

from the slim hand of a woman

The next time I saw one it was lying

half frozen and twisted on the kerb..

and I...

Now I have my own private collection

All lined in rows when you open up the wardrobe doors

Now I have no room for my obsession

Lined up and labelled in neat little packets

The next time I saw one it stuck

inside my head and became all that I

could think about

I’ll think twice before I pick it up this time

A hand through my ribcage

Past the choking I saw palms

and fingers grasping shoulders...

collarbone...crushing

I imagined myself hacking desperately

at a sea of appendages,

forward and right,

freeing myself like a butcher,

feeling the mash of bone

and sinew running slowly down the front of my body...

and I couldn’t take it any more,

I said, I’ve got to go,

I’ve got to get out of here,

I’ve got to go,

and I ran down the street,

I’ve got to go..