Escalation of Lost Things
a child’s glove waving from a park railing
means one small cold hand
a pair of synthetic scuffed high heels askew on tarmac
could be blisters or something more sinister
That top stuffed hastily in a municipal bin
one sleeve trailing worried me for days
Mostly Nocturnal Scribbler 
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one small cold hand….