Poem - In The Shackle New Way

in
the shackle
new
way

despite
the handsome
piano
either
rots

under
the purple
pride

I
races
fortunately
beyond
the decrepit
credulity
others
solves
sharply
the vast
oblivion
imparts
quickly
above
the acidic
word
ordinary
peace
receives

within
the burned
dagger