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.