Joy (Fourth Attempt)

No one
has ever exulted
this much, wild
cheer super
-imposed upon
the old city,
its buildings
motionless
as if refusing
to participate
in this much
generosity.
The boy is,
of course,
fully oblivious
to this urban
censure — 
his kind of joy
is free-standing,
floating heedless
of others’ scant
approval.