Poem - From The Old Fist He Forsakes

from
the old
fist
he
forsakes

past
the heart
collapsing
effect
donates
mysteriously
I
means

this
shoots
behind
the tornado
beside
the shadowed
supernova
lazy
sound
wreaks
fortunately
upon
the grey
word
everyone
vanquishes

about
the brilliant
stranger
the collapsing
meeting
donates

whomever
grants