People lose gloves, inevitably.
They drop out of pocket-books and pockets.
Between apartments and farmer's markets.
Season after season.
They're left stranded.
Abandoned.
Mishandled.
Ignored in corners on stairs.
In drab backs of cabs,
While tipping on fares.
At the theater.
Near parking meters.
Flattened.
Trampled.
Over man-holes in SoHo.
As you know.
Lost.
Divorced.
Independent, relatively speaking.
