DOWN IN THE CRACK:

I found another hiding in a ditch,
What do you want?

(K)

PLUCKED:

I found another of your gloves on a Red and White stick,
Like a chicken head,
At the crossroads

(K)

COLLECTABLES:

Now I’m thinking open-top sportscar,
Corduroy and tweed,
Something from the 60’s,
Expensive,
Collectable,
Have you ever been collected?

(K)

THROWN BY STRING:

I thought you were the outdoor type,
You know,
Muddy boots

(K)

MICKEY’S VISION:

Yesterday it was the same glove I found a week before,
Black Lycra,
When I saw that I thought I knew you intimately

(K)

ELECTRIC ASS:

Today it was a Black leather string-back,
New and clean,
Resting on a windowsill,
In a back street

(K)

WHY BALL?:

Every glove is different,
But the same size,
Every one for the right hand,
Why the right?

(K)

FAKELY FABULOUS:

Is it you?
I’m sure it’s you,
Leaving gloves all over town,
Did you mean for me to pick them up?

(K)

LOVE HOUSE:

I’ve been browsing through secondhand stuff,
It gives me the creeps,
But I keep coming back,
Looking for ‘wow’

(K)

OVER THE WALL:

Where have you been?
Where are you going?
Can I come?

(K)