52 Nothing to declare

Nothing to declare

I exit through the gift shop to the land of discontent
Through corridors of booze and fags
And scent priced way over the top.
Buy when you fly! All duty free!
For me two weeks of sun and sea
And beauty left by Ancient Greeks.
Now home to news of the Irish backstop,
To be fixed in a day with a couple of tweaks?
Desolate, I stagger out with loaded holiday bags
Through that same tawdry airport mall where in I went.

12/10/2019