VIEW FROM THE TOWER            
                       
                       
                                          
 WHEN I GOT HOME FROM AWAY,  CLIMBED ALL 
 THE  WAY  TO THE TOP,  AND THERE  WAS  A 
 BIRD IN MY  ROOM, NOT TOO UNREASONABLE A 
 BIRD  BUT STILL  AN UNWELCOME  GUEST  AT 
 THIS  HOUR,  THAT HAD  LET  HIMSELF  IN. 
                                          
 THE WINDOW  WAS OPEN AND SO I  WAVED  MY 
 ARMS AND HE FLEW OUT. BUT AS SOON  AS  I 
       TURNED AROUND, HE WAS BACK.       
                                          
                                     
 I  TOOK   THE   JACKDAW   BY   MY   HAND 
 THREW    IT   OUT   THE   WINDOW,    AND 
        INTO WHAT I'M SHIELDED FROM       
    WATCHED HIM FALL AND TURNED AROUND    
     HELD HIS GAZE THROUGHOUT THE FALL    
      IN SPITE HE DID NOT MOVE AT ALL     
                                     
                                          
 I HEARD THE THUMP  AS HE HIT THE GROUND. 
 MY  MOTHER  CAME  RUNNING.  "ANGEL! WHAT 
 DID YOU DO?"                             
                                          
 DON'T  COME  IN HERE, I  WANTED  TO SAY, 
 BUT SHE WOULD COME ANYWAY  AND SO I KEPT 
 IT   TO  MYSELF.  "ARE  YOU   ALLRIGHT?" 
                                          
 "I HURT  A BIRD", AND  I  COULD  SEE HIM 
 THROUGH THE WINDOWS, TRYING TO FLY  WITH 
 HIS WINGS SOMEHOW  INVERTED. THEY  WOULD 
 NOT BEAR  HIM,  AND  HE WAS  INFURIATED.