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.