Disappointing Utopian Paradise

I have to admit I feel a bit let down

I’ve seen much better sunsets

and that wasn’t much of a lagoon.

There are beautiful young tanned people everywhere

which is nice for them I suppose.

I assumed the Wi-Fi would be free

and that it would work

I can’t even get a podcast here

to listen to on the not as comfy as it looks bed

and the man who wouldn’t shut up

on the airport shuttle bus

has ended up in the room next to me

he insisted I sign up to his mailing list.

They’re all the same these part-time magicians.

I don’t understand the rules of beach volleyball

and I don’t want to be the guy who asks.

This morning I couldn’t open the jar of jam at breakfast

and when I finally did it wasn’t even homemade.

‘Dear sir’ I began

writing my letter of complaint on the sunbed by the pool

imagine my disappointment…’

I really needed just a tiny dose of Utopian paradise.

Maybe next time. Maybe next time.