—a slow drip that promises patience, but only brews bitterness

The water fell, a drop, a beat,
A rhythm slow, a dragging feat.
You watched it drip, you watched it stall,
A ticking clock disguised as call.
Each second stretched, each minute bled,
The brew grew long, the hope grew dead.

The carafe filled, but joy was gone,
What took five hours brewed all wrong.
The taste was sharp, the body thin,
A waste of time you steeped within.
You drank it cold, you drank it black,
And swore you’d never get that back.

Patience breaks when bitter’s all.
A filter slow becomes a fall.


📜 Five-Hour Filter – The Recipe

Ingredients:

Instructions:
Set up slow drip cold brew tower. Let water trickle over grounds for 5+ hours, catching every drop. Pour into a glass, taste what’s left of your patience. Serve over ice, or just drink it straight from the carafe of regret.