ASCETIC. ACID

The sage was high.

On ella.

So he scratched some beats.

They're helluva.

Paradox. And love. Fuckin yin yang
Paneer Chilly. Chinese. Mr Pandurang Lang
What makes it worth it. Sweetheart. Empress?
Munchies. Or high knees. Or maybe a benchpress?

Gutter brand dil. Fuckin obstinate dil
Unpredictable. Weird. Like an electricity bill
Does what it wants to. Cannot be still
Find your centre. Sure, luv. One day I will

Take my hand. Then go ahead. Break it
But you will never forget. What made you take it
Ashleel dil. Fuckin nonsense spill
But the fairy lights. Yeah. Reflecting on Kill Bill

Different kicks. But the shoes are the same
How many variations. As you scream my name?
Road running. Memory. Punning. Ankles and socks
Play your games. Don't worry. But the clock tick tocks

There's rain in the sky. And in my mouth too
I open the closet. And the emoji says boo
Sadak chhaap dil. The score is forever to nil
Desert queen. You've been. Frozen to your gill

But I shall melt you. Even if I burn
To make chhaas. You've got to churn
And if there's poison. That gurgles out too
Well. That's life. Suck it up boo

How many milkshakes make one heart?
How many bull's eyes? Before the last dart?
How many teeth? And how many marks?
How many step counts? While the street dog barks?

How long the road? Before we reach home?
How many beats? Before the RJ plays om?
How deep the sea? From the Titanic's deck?
How many litmus tests? Till the nape of the neck?