Floating Something Poem by Jessica Roux

There’s something floating outside my window
But I cannot fully see for my blinds are shut.

I release the blinds with my eager hands
Come to find that the something is gone.

I run outside in hopes to catch a glimpse
Of the something that caught my eye

I run and run now I am out of breath
Still chasing the something which I hope is not nothing.

I’ve reached the end of the sidewalk and am I out of breath
Not to mention hope.

As I turn around to pace slowly back to my stable house
I notice something from the corner of my eye

It is floating!
It must be the floating something that I’ve come to find!

But it is only a plastic bag
A damned plastic bag that someone failed to throw away.

I guess that is still something.