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.