The Horrors-Gloves
Album:Strange House
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,
I＇ve got to get out of here,
I＇ve got to go..