A car is a coffin for popcorn
lost in the back seat
we've driven to Land's End
& are standing at the crossroads
between destinations
I'm twelve or fourteen, I can't remember
on holiday from starched uniforms
blazing red & pins & needles-ridden morning assemblies
I'm not yet a European
not yet a Third Culture Kid
longing for cans of baked beans
whilst sampling new delights
my heart is still intact,
my soul is full of hope & dreams
& my hair is long, the way
mother & society wanted it
the signpost is pointing to America
now my lost hope
Land's End is a place by the Sea in Cornwall, England & often visited as the Western most point of England & has a signpost there that tourists like to photograph themselves with, pointing to places like New York & saying the number of miles between it & England.
