I dot 'what ifs' in all that I think
Like I sprinkle salt in all that I eat
Salt relishes your curries
But a pinch too much
Can choke you
I speak from experience
Much more than I can resist
My bowl's filled to the grim
I can't add water anymore
How do I dilute my surreal debates
Without pouring out a bit
To pour or to not pour,
Now that is a question
I ponder and ponder upon
