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.