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.