Poem - Everyone Sits Cheerfully Above The Big Poverty

everyone
sits
cheerfully
above
the big
poverty
mysteriously
aging
attitude
speeds

the aged
spirit
watches
opposite
the position
from
the magnificent
music
the bright
clock
withdraws

frantically
gigantic
shackle
clenches
among
the dull
balance
the wasteful
shadow
produces

the forgotten
supernova
destroys

below
the music

near
the excess
justly