[DMS]

Lip Splits
Ph’losphy from Thomas Aquinas locked in Asylum,
Taught with the rhymin’ n godless defiance.
Ransomed to lonesomeness, lost in the guidance,
Handsome and wholesome, yet awful n violent
(The problem’s inside him.)
The holster and the gun, both in havoc, closed in capsules.
Horse n rabbit stew born with attitude, the soul collapses young.
Crack glasses, image mirr’red in it,
Half glances in his near vision.
A lively carcass shocks cause the ice can arson.
Got the giant fire started and harvested Shire waters,
Hired guards and got popped cuz his minds the target
Planted trees and supplied a garden dried and chard
And denied the market, from the
environ’s martyr.
Committed Patricide n cry for father, Octopus that hides in hallows.
The safe rooms you find in bottles restraints you aside the monsters.
Break through to find the body and may chew to bite heartbeat.
Cage like a belt guitar string that plays you hellish harp piece,
The Sweet tart n jealous smarty chained to the Meltin’ car seat.
The fetus in abortion meets the elitist swordsmen,
They compete for the leading role in theaters of Greek performers.
The coldest ledge, the best forever, the golden steps, the predecessor,
the loaded lead, the only bet,now no distress, the messy dresser.
The vastest dream, the last bereavement,
The mass unleash, the brash achievement,
The soulless head, the open desk, grandest sleep.