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.