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.