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.