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.