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.