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.