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.