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.