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.