Sisyphus Neat
—A cocktail with no garnish, no dilution, and no illusions. Just the weight of doing it all again.
No cube, no twist, no alibi,
Just spirit poured and breath held dry.
The cask had warned, this doesn’t mend,
But still, you drank.
And still, no end.
The Scotch came strong, uncut, unkind,
A furnace built for those who grind.
No syrup softened what it said,
No citrus spoke for what was dead.
You raised the glass. You faced the steep.
You drank the heat. You didn’t weep.
And when the fire left your throat,
You found the stone.
You took the note.
You stood. You turned. You walked back down.
The glass refilled without a sound.
And though it hurts, you never cheat,
There’s honor in
Collapse & Neat.
📜 Sisyphus Neat – The Recipe
- 2 oz Cask-Strength Single Malt Scotch
- Garnish: None
- Glass: Heavy-bottomed rocks glass, neat
Instructions:
Pour. Set glass on stone. Serve with nothing but repetition.