Found

1.
After the
soprano performer and his accordion player
drifted on the boat they will continue to waltz over
canals to the applause of newcomers,
I am determined to find
some romance.

Or at the very least,
urgency
to devour history in case restoration is a let down
and it all goes
under.

2.
There are only
excesses of tourists claiming themselves in snapshots
of architecture marketed with religion,
their arms racked with designer presents.

3.
I read somewhere before,
how if you are not looking for something, you will not find
it.

That is why many checkpoints later,
I only remember best
noisy capitals with its lonely migrants,
their souls floating up with incense smoke and pollution
at dawn still tired.

All the untaught lessons in poverty that
mocks the rich and
earnest hawkers trying English like a brand new suit.

4.
A history more snobbish at the
end of every year,
harps only on its outdated victories.

Instead,
I want the struggle for easier tomorrows
where deities and malicious spirits aid
its success like a flight not yet
checked in.