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.