Ending An Enigmatist's Abstract Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

Thinking lassos peace
allowing thought's free movement
to circle life's nous


Sanity's loose thread
just missed an aye's platitude
desperate for revenge


Glorifying like
is the newly wed proffer
until trust suffers


Addiction is taste
hushed by a thought, to salvage
the struggling mind


A perfected work
lowers the nose of beauty
so the mind can see


Words in beauty see
the mind that reads lost moments
loosening thought's dreads


Insanity, is
newly glorified estrange
perfected of noise


Thinking's sanctity
horrifying addiction's
worth; insanity!