the clock-tower
despite being the only landmark
the squat clock-tower had no main access
from the drive to the school
its base contained a rounded arch
that opened up onto the central court
to one side just classrooms
the other the school chapel
the day i nearly set fire to the school
focusing my convex motorbike headlamp glass
on the dry grass
beside the swimming pool
with its outer fence
it could just be seen stage right
when the grass caught fire
and i couldn’t stamp it out
and it rampaged
threatening the fence
and the school army’s arsenal
complete with ammunition
i ran to it
as the obvious refuge
at its base
beside the chapel
was a snail alcove
that formed the beginning
of the spiral staircase
i crept inside
and hid
with time above me
but unable to reach
that far down
eventually
i had to come out
and ‘face the music’
which was decidedly dolce
since i had owned up
‘would you like a glass of water?’
my parents never got to hear about it
maybe
but there is still
the occasional sound
of sea shells

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