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.