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.