The plastic floats on the wind
Discarded by reality
Life written in bold letters
Merely an advertisement
On the other side
A drug company making a pitch
Floating up and crashing down
Slamming the ground hard
Only to float higher
On the next round
A whirlwind of circles
Gently lifting it to higher heights
The vengeful wind slamming it to the ground
A meteoric metaphor of this harsh reality
A plastic shopping bag playing in the wind
Floating up and falling down
And doing it again
Spectators us all
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