a moment in Murano

the wind at my back, the sun on my face
the boats passing under
its not a bad place

a pretty girl in glasses sips coffee and waits
for the world to pass by as she contemplates
the duos and trios
with cameras in hand
that gasp and gawk
at this old wonderland

these canals are teeming
and the prices are high
but the shop workers don't mind
they go along with the lie