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.