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.