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.