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.