X: The Man With the X-ray Eyes

I found out recently that Ray Milland, the Hollywood actor, for three years attended the same primary school as my youngest daughter. He is best known for Dial M for Murder, The Lost Weekend and The Premature Burial.  And this.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Man With the X-ray Eyes

 

A three-year exile, far from home.

Lodged in auntie’s pub,

each day to school beside the churchyard,

hurrying past the broken teeth

of generational stones.

Yawning pits and the promise

of a premature burial.

 

Three years to learn how

to lose one weekend.

That was the one.

Poyser Street to West 42nd and 7th

in one easy draught.

Drinking up time; heaven knows

it slips down so easily.

 

Entombed in red and grey,

Ruabon brick and Bethesda slate.

Look and see right through.

The walls seem so thin, just

vapour and light.

Though chalk dust and ink stains

cling for all time.

 

Looking through,

looking forward and looking back;

these x-ray eyes

see nothing, understand less

and remember all.

And if thine eye offend thee.

 

 

 

 

About Bobby Seal

Freelance writer, poet and psychogeographer
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