🔮 The Oracle’s Hangover – By Geox

The Oracle’s Hangover
where prophecy whimpers and juniper bites

She spoke in tongues the night before,
With riddled wine and truths that tore.
Now dawn arrives with pounding tread,
The gods are gone. The toast is dead.

Gin hums cold, with herbs entwined,
A garden steeped in scrambled mind.
Dry sherry follows, pale and thin.
A whisper from the world within.

A touch of honey, soft and sly,
For all the lies you justified.
And sage, that ghost upon your breath,
The taste of second-sight and death.

You sip. The visions don’t return.
Just headache, sunlight, lessons burned.
The future’s closed. The veil won’t part.
Just silence… and a racing heart.

📜 The Oracle’s Hangover – The Recipe

• 1½ oz London Dry Gin
• ¾ oz Fino Sherry
• ½ oz Honey Syrup (2:1 honey to water)
• 1 dash Aromatic Bitters
• Garnish: Fresh sage leaf, slapped gently and dropped into the glass like a spent omen

Instructions:
Stir all ingredients over ice until visions stabilize.
Strain into a chilled coupe or Nick & Nora glass.
Serve before asking anything you aren’t ready to know.