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.